This is a song about "Ice cream sandwhiches"

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Shows to do, got record to sell

Got tired of running from the police

Bitch screaming i want this cream-pie tease,

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Never miss these things, see my game precise

I'm so cold, yo i'm frozen "ice"

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

Maintaining my modest modest as i dream

The bitches is everything in between

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

Bars crazy of course i'm living the dream

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Caged, and the wonder is seen