This is a song about "Ballen at klub ice"

Pour a little gas, spark up your lighter

Than vanilla ice if he saw a spider/

Nobody gives a fuck about usbut when i start to rise

Aint really too concerned about the fuckin platinum and ice

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Nigga trying to live like hova, but well

Make ice and cream, shit would be swell

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Vanilla ice imposters, when they recording at home they prolly do some gay ass dance

I'm so cold, i was blessed in ice

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Why probe our ass

With shards of ice and glass

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

Shawty look half indian and never say a thing