This is a song about "Shute ski"

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Becoming someone you don't recognize

The journey unkind , at times , confined , desperation combined , with the fact i

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

You lyrics suck, thats why your at the bottom with vanilla ice

Hit the club and i let it fly, claim you balling nigga telling lies

Your gonna be on top nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I make more money now than both my parents combined still,

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

Never come near me, the flow is slow, rockin' platinum ice,

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

Combined and completely intertwined, as the devil being redefined

Photogenic, windows tinted, what type of car the ferrari kind

Stick and move through rigid slopes with timid flow of the sinners bow

It was hilarious, well it ain't fucking funny now