This is a song about "Ice creme"

It's the wolf gang, wolf gang

Would you like to break the ice man

And we crazy, homes

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

Weed they can't fuck with, i'm puffin a.c. green

Doing time in the pen and your gram's old

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

We ain't buying cds, we striving to live

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

And i be good til the fat woman sing a note

From spittin' all this ice outta my throat,

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice