This is a song about "Selling ice"

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Ice cream or vanilla,

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Yall sweeter than ice cream cones

Brighter than yellow bones

Auction coke to the coppers, glocks in the locker and

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

I'm everything that they call nice

Its like selling the devil your soul

Bad bitches onlybig bank roll

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Hot man, god damn, killa cam be live