This is a song about "Chocolate laod"

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

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

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

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

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

And dip her teeth in gold molds and flossed the shit

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

Then she on her facebook like when we finna party

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

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