This is a song about "Hershey chocolate"

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

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

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

I’m first class on my trip trip

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

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

Shit, we don't believe none of them

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

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

And hold on, we go longyou feel that, we get that

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

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

Fuck around you gon' need a stint at the doctors