This is a song about "Ice cream sunday"

Not only had the fiend died

2am on a sunday night

My all gold rolly or the

Ice cream or vanilla,

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Don’t even gotta break the ice

I'll have your ass by sunday,

She can't know where my mother stay

Uptown, moco, prince george, represent

I get dressed in my sunday best

Caged, and the wonder is seen

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

The arguments are gettin' loud, i wanna stay

Trust me, i attend the local church every sunday,

Leave the keys with that bitch, jets

Or a sunday fry x4