This is a song about "Smoking ice"

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

I mean of course just the same old

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Living in a gangsta’s paradise

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

I got my wife, so fuck the ring

Eight in the evening and we're up smoking

Tryin’ to bag a brother with a super bowl ring

Karma inescapable my thin ice breaking,

Would you like to break the ice man

Still the man with the pan

But i do quite well with all the bait

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Lights will flash, cars will crash

With shards of ice and glass