This is a song about "Ice cream paint"

So they just paint wired

Plumber in the back seat, pipe work

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

Cause i’m going out with a fist raised

My pistol spray leave you a stipple paint

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

Everyday hard in the paint

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

I got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

We're freaky leeches, no sweet peaches or cream,

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

Man this life is but a dream

With a nice vanilla cream

Miami nights, it was all a dream

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene