This is a song about "Hot chocolate"

Living if she is or not

Cause i'm always served hot

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

And got her room number, you can find me there

Young and dumb, or even old and stupid

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

They call it chocolate vanilla

Just searching for the perfect shot

I'm falling from god and it's hot

Let em play with her box, she give the greatest top

I just explode, the kettle gets so hot

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

Niggas clocking dollars don’t know how to read with mouths to feed