This is a song about "Chocolate chip cookies"

I'm everything that they call nice

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

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

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

And some strawberries and some chocolate

They call it chocolate vanilla

So when ya see me nigga

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

So tell me i ain't shit, go and embellish it a bit

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

And chip shards off your skull to lay you face down like a flipped card

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

Ex-boyfriend was wack, she had enough of all that