This is a song about "Sex with chocolate coins"

Coins flyin out my pockets my nigga thats what i loose

My own worst enemy so fuck it either way i can't lose

No famous name vouch and i'm still the shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music

In that aston martin on these niggas, game time

Iron maidens coins flip like fingers, slip into thick slime

All the girls wanna have sex

Sweet, okay makes sense

Because now a nigga hot enough to fuck with one of satan' hoes

And i got a foot fetish, so i probably have sex with your toes

They call it chocolate vanilla

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Engineering, medicine, religion, fine arts, and built the great pyramids

Bitches these days have sex so much and end up with so many fucking kids