This is a song about "Chocolate bars"

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

Who fly? i'm a red eye with eye drops

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

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Been like this from the start, mad bars/

They call it chocolate vanilla

A criminal grind nigga

We missed you on the charts last week, damn, that's right you wasn't there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Don't cha know we love ya? sweet lady

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

I be spittin the bars,

Y’all niggas ain’t no stars

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets