This is a song about "Chocolate bars"

Snappin' necks since '05, ain't gotta prove shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

You cant even handle 2 bars

A hell of motherfucking road blocks

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

The you should look up in the stars

Ex-convict but still behind them bars

But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,

But that's a shitty accent you should've figured that

And your readin my bars

And when this beat drops, your heart stops

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

It's a chordaroy life that i'm living hazy