This is a song about "Ice cream sandwhiches"

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

I got a dollar and a dream

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Just before they seen my money in the green

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

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

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

Overseas, i can put you on my dream team

Scooping ice cream from that goonies scene

Miami nights, it was all a dream

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

So you don't got to wonder what i got up on my team

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

Who knows what the

Ice cream or vanilla,