This is a song about "Chocolate bar baby"

But i think i like that, just maybe

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

I walk into the fuckin bar

I'm a fucking rap star

That gal want me ride har

Waiting for me to raise the bar

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

That you selling rides on the white horse right up out your crib

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

I'm why baby mamas leave