This is a song about "Chocolate chip cookies"

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

He screamed "thug life" and emptied the clip

I was sitting here, braid dead, hooked up on cookies and juice,

I'ma try to rhyme and get through, i'm documenting the truth

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

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

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

But in the meantime it's lights please

Go to college, get a job, marry, have a kid

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

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

'fore i make another 'how can you slap' youtube clip

These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

Keep her there, so nobody can wonder where her face went

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.