This is a song about "Cholchlate drop"

Drop mics, mad sweat condensation

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Uhh! yeah smokin yeah i should stop

Imma ball till i drop

And i wont stop till you drop

I get my cake; i love hip hop

Listens for the shower, not even a drop,

Try and pull me over, i will not stop

Right flows down and they might go nice

I drop philosophies,

I'm after you bringing traffic through

And im about to drop, you

This is love, nothing else close

I drop divebombs and torpedoes

Gotta drop lock that man spill

That's aids to the ill