This is a song about "Ice pick lobotomy"

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Your gonna be on top nigga

While i'm rubbing on that ass

With shards of ice and glass

On trial for possession of some chronic

Ho's got a list but gotta pick

Shotgun in the drop made a right

Mind of ice/time to fight/

And light beers, they slight care, they spring breaking

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

You can't be wiping your ass

With shards of ice and glass

Take her back to where i live

People say my heart is cold as ice

Just feelin safe like lock pick,

So drop the slam and let's get sick