This is a song about "Ice cue"

Fake niggas get dial tones

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Whether you wrong or you right

Resurrected like yew, right on cue, that's how i fucking dew

Let me drug you up and put different things in you

A shame i gotta put up with her shit just to get you

Smack either black or white ball like i had a freakin' snooker cue

With shards of ice and glass

Gotta make that cash

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Never miss these things, see my game precise

People say my heart is cold as ice

Take a clue, this is your cue/out the coup now take your choice its me or you.

Interscope is my fam, so i ain't tryna make no issue