This is a song about "Hot chocolate"

Hot like florida sand bitch

And she stripping, go to college

I got the same hammer under my belt, making these chocolate girls melt.

Why'd you slang crack? cause i had toa nigga gotta pay the fuckin rent

True, indeed, i don’t rep no block

In the kitchen whippin boy stupid hot

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

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

Put my trust in my god

I'm falling from god and it's hot

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

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Bring the keys, oh my god

Cause i'm always served hot