This is a song about "Choclate chip"

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

For imitatin the off switch like i'm on top of my own

I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,

Damn it's a trip how you can slip while you bite a chip

Look in the scope, my people still a target

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

... club, we'll be actin' real nice

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Or never say never though i admit

Here's my heart you can hold it, i won't need it on this road trip

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip