This is a song about "Mora ice cream"

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Patron black, uh, patron jones

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

I got a dollar and a dream

Never commit to stacking someone else's cream

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

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

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

Ice cream or vanilla,

Yeah, one time for the

Let me call that hotel

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

All this paper i fold

But most times darling the sequel sucks

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs