This is a song about "Ice cream sunday"

Imma call her and have that bitch lick the tip of my ice cream cone like a

But that's a lie, so give this thug a tryi'd rather be ya nigga

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

I get dressed in my sunday best

Hostile with them hoes, i got a dollar in my pocket plus a dream

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

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

Man this life is but a dream

And some of the stuff i tried to do they had never seen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

I'm the head coach of the team

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

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

Think i need another play

You know he flea by sunday