This is a song about "Chocolate icing"

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

So she sees sex as a way of leaving hell

Bout to put the icing on the cake it's

Just another product of this matrix

Niggas flows like cake without the icing

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla