This is a song about "Mint chocolate chip"

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

Niggaz know lexxie is like a potato chip,

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

Got police chasen meto my niggas from old blocks

Fists will dent you, get you tossed- i spit true mint, no dental floss.//

Called that bitch my quaterback, wild cat all that

And some strawberries and some chocolate

Smile on my face got me feeling like the shit

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

Light up a white chocolate blunt and take it in turns

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

Karl malone called her a little mexican, but he never won a chip

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Cause i feed you well. every sneaker, hell