This is a song about "Itching cream"

I'm a fucking kid acting like the world to me is cream

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

Ay, i got a dollar and a dream, real niggas on my team

So we're plottin up a scheme to get the seven figure cream

50 dollars on some shoes you ain't ever seen

Well maybe just that one motive, you know about cream

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

Whatever ya'll mean i ain't got cream

Scratching i'm itching i'm afflicted

Got her sayin' you be killin' that shit

Niggas hating but i love them even though they trying to scheme

Your lyrics got me reaching for some asshole itching cream.

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Cause no man's eyes should see what i've seen

Both my hands itching just like poison ivy,

You a lady boss, now you fly free