This is a song about "Selling ice"

Story telling soon selling its soaring with development

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Ice cream or vanilla,

Who knows what the

I can get straight to the cash

With shards of ice and glass

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

Drivin' my impala and selling drugs

Fuck what them niggas saying i aspire for greatness

But along only schemes they was selling us,

Or you'll drive me crazy

Even ice, i , c , e

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla