This is a song about "Philly j and her ice cream"

But whatever it is baby hope you pledge to your dreams, forever my queen

Pop in a movie and now you dont wanna watch it cause you want an ice cream

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

No top on mine, niggas gonna hate, man fuck them guys

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

But ignite the lighter making my rhymes like fire and ice/

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

You're fucking with me, nigga

Ice cream or vanilla,

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream

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

I guess these major deals ain't all they seem

A mans on the ground, and thats not whipped cream