This is a song about "Snow cone dick"

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

The truth hurts baby , lick the ice cream off your cone

My life is like the snow season

On the bible you can run

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Rain, sleet, snow, 'bout the money

The homies wanna kick it, but i'm just laughin at cha

Ask rajesh about the snow cone and get the package of raw

Cause they gon want a return rain sleet hail snow

Fortunado, the porsche apollo, wars'll follow

I only let her in 'cause she agreed to make it snow

You see the devil is alive but he work slow

Hit the club she drop it low

Keeping yours stuck like packed up snow.