This is a song about "Chocolate penut butter"

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

But knowing me i prolly never meetonly speak when a fan speak

Valerie’s legs would spread as often as butter

Soulja boy tell 'em did better then the regular

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Minutes slipping like butter, time turning the wheel

Ohh baby i love the way you make a nigga feel

My all gold rolly or the

They call it chocolate vanilla

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

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