This is a song about "Chocalte and caremle"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Catch us smokin’ that quik trip

You were right here all along

And once i'm dead and gone

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

And nasty remains and bones

And i don't think homes

I’m trifling, damn right ignorant

Grab the scissors and saws and

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

And kill yourself and your clique

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

Living young and wild and free

Show ‘em how much they really mean

Raps and beats and rhyme scheme,