This is a song about "Chocolate chop cookies"

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

And some strawberries and some chocolate

And i'm still high, so i'm tryna dip

With choppas they chop us try to stop us

By a brotha who was hopeless

He say, she say, oh my god

Now we chop the whole fucking block

Cause rolling with the fake got my loved ones killed

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

Fuck it, its hip hop and niggas don't give a damn

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

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

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

You wonder how it feels to walk a mile inside tha shoes