This is a song about "Wi fi mirror intoxicants whip cream sleepless porno sex drugs smoke ice"

Put the whip cream on my balls spank lick it off

Kidnap a dt, tie his ass to a cross

All my niggas is winning, shout out to charlie sheen

I melted microphone instead of cones of ice cream

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

My teacher said impossible but i’ma fucking try

These rhymes are coming to me like the reception of wi-fi,

Cheated on light skin dominique when we was seventeen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

The streets in need of a king, you can tell 'em i’m home

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

Doing all these drugs, pour it up, smoke that chronic

And all the pain the world cause she be healin' that shit