This is a song about "Will it ice cream sandwich"

This a roaster, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Wicked roots up under me, it was mean, no peaches, cream,

As the chain swinglettin' shine, no sheenjust my dream

So i grab my sandwich and eat it

I just wanna be higher than that

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm not a but i'm the bitch

Shit and run back to the lab, need assistance from

If i could call it a sandwich it would be italian

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Throw d's on that bitch

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

To get ourselves up out that dream, no i’s in team

I got a dolla and a dream, real niggas on my team

Here's a dollar kid go buy yourself an ice cream