This is a song about "Chocolate rain"

It was pretty windy , heavy rain

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

And some strawberries and some chocolate

With this heavenly flow bought a hell of whip

They call it chocolate vanilla

Just a little nigga

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

See dog? rap is my aim

After the fire, comes the rain

Fuck wolf gang, fuck what? here let's take a trip

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

Well rick james, maury jane

And make you live in the rain

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

It’s a fact that i ain’t givin’ up my stacks like that