This is a song about "Hot ice"

Pawning my chain in the shop

I though i was red hot

Like a fiend off the best rock

Hot, hot, hot! strange, old ain't hot.

She self made, i'm self made

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

That's the way, you can move it baby

Even ice, i , c , e

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

I spit it like a loaded nine, pop

In the limelight being red hot

Why probe our ass

With shards of ice and glass