This is a song about "Ice cream paint"

But... what's oreo without the cream?

Girl cut up, got lean on lean

But... what's oreo without the cream?

I got a dollar and a dream

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Eyes real low, just blame it on the green

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Everyday hard in the paint

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Picture me lettin this chump survive

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

My pistol spray leave you a stipple paint

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream