This is a song about "The cream"

I make em open up and then the cream goes splatter

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

I'm a fucking kid acting like the world to me is cream

Went to sleep at seven never woke up from the dream

Respect equality and a right to make cream

Got a pocket full of cream, my moccasin's clean

Caged, and the wonder is seen

Time to go lets load up the coke and cream

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

Like a banshee i scream i make a lot of cream i'm the best when i shout

Nigga, this nigga's forehead is so fuckin' big

Rub the cream on my dick, ya mama ask for a lick

Out there on my bumper like a city cop

My whole deck in my hands, cream of the crop