This is a song about "Chocolate bar baby"

‘cause that’s the case i'm known to pack a tool as well

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

They call it chocolate vanilla

A criminal grind nigga

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

And you down, hold it down for my nigga them

Just to let you know, you are

I guzzle up at the bar

Obie trice, pour out a lil' liquor nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Now, if you was the last man walking on earth

I'm a fucking rap star

And once you at a bar