This is a song about "Kittens chocolate pizza friends broadway"

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

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

I'm back tell your fucking friends.

Odd future wolf gang, wolf gang presents

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

I'm on the verge of excellence kill em off with no evidence

Frequent toker, ask my friends.

To increase my ends

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Since we were never really friends.

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

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

No one give a damn when they breathe in the least bit

Too busy trying to dig a hole in your jeansnow it seems, it's check out time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime