This is a song about "Sex with chocolate coins"

You bulemic, struggling niggas ain’t eating supper

Young, nigga having sex many ways with your mother.

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

See baby lately seems my life been hell and heaven knows

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

I'm worldwide i'm certified, pop a bottle my cali dime

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Now replaced with mc's rappin' 'bout sex, woman, and money doubles//

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

You just another dumb hoe with some sex appeal

Everybody, just clap your hands if your a real

They call it chocolate vanilla

P stand for pacqiauo nigga

Yeah got to the club early just to get in free

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy