This is a song about "Chocolate chip cookies"

Push the cellar ceiling up and make the tower tip

My mind is moving quick like a computer chip

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

In some fucking yellow skinnies looking like a fucking faggot

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

Bad bitch and she gon fuck me every way, never stay

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

What you sippin' on, it's no problem

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Yeah see i let my nigga hit that

Fuck what they say and get your dough nigga

They call it chocolate vanilla

Damn it's a trip how you can slip while you bite a chip

Don't believe me? then watch me empty out a full clip

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

A photographic memory, i'm never gonna lose