This is a song about "Mint chocolate chip"

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Still kill the pussy, put the cat in a casket

Damn it's a trip how you can slip while you bite a chip

That's life shit alright, shit, i could call you right quick

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

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

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

They call it chocolate vanilla

A criminal grind nigga

Yo breath so bad you need a breath mint.

They puttin out the same blueprint

I'm short a couple dollars with a chip all in my collarbone,

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy