This is a song about "Hot chocolate"

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

I got a question for ya, little somethin to say

I though i was red hot

If you had, one shot

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

A bunch of backstabbing niggas, hope the knife ain’t there

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

My bitches are wet my bitches are hot

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

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

Find 2 females and goblet, and gobble street chocolate

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Maybe this might actually make the night hot

Then she riding on the topshe about to make it pop