This is a song about "Chocolate chop cookies"

They call it chocolate vanilla

You're fucking with me, nigga

Chop off her noggin and her motherfucking clitoris

And now i'm rolling with some cooler niggas i can fuck with

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

I just wanna get some head, maybe ass ‘fore i leave

Tryna make a dollar so i chop it to the fiends

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Look dog, don't be asking for dame, see

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Chop you up in the basement like my name was patrick bateman

And stay focused on the women and you get less done