This is a song about "Chocolate covered"

Now your wrists are covered in red

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

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

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Those privileged fucks got to learn that we ain't taking no shit

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

They call it chocolate vanilla

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet

And he's not fucking working, i think i'm wasting my damn time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

And all these bitches that i hung with ain’t doing too well

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel