This is a song about "Chocolate chop cookies"

Cause i'mma look that part until i'm all broke, yea

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

Ironin' you niggas now it's time to starch the shit

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

Although my body's in the u.s my heart's there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

To all the sisters with ambition, i see your hustle

These cookies can crumble, if they causing some trouble

Searching for answers, that's human nature, you ain't in the wrong

Chop you up with my lyrics you fear it, i'm army strong

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

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

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

And i done seen some old beefs make a bunch of news