This is a song about "Having horrible thoughts and emotions in my heart being compared to dark chocolate"

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Gotti here, i’m in this shit

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

I then sold my heart,no emotions i am giving

My verbals rip shit brains give birth to thoughts in triplets

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

I know what you do with that

Both, my soul and heart up in it

She too bad to pass, so fine i'm gon' speak

And compared to your grammar, i ain't weak

And i agree that it's nothing compared to treatment of slaves,

Wale, more times than not, am not for whom the air waves

But he push them whites in the hood like ray edmond was there

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

And my flow glow in the dark like neon and

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend