This is a song about "Im vanilla"

Im still loaded, im loaded

Could be applied to this shit

Call me vanilla nothing offends me, oh as a matter of fact

I still be splitting women like a bogus hocus-pocus act

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

We never meet in real life,cause i make you quit rapping like vanilla ice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

You lyrics suck, thats why your at the bottom with vanilla ice