This is a song about "Sparkling ice"

Plenty smoke, plenty rolled

Im ice cool, you just ice cold!

Hustle game incredible, ice game amazing

‘cause he could die any day and you still the same thing

They go major, the flow is no longer

Sipping on that quarter oj, ice and water

When i'm on it, on it like my job

From spittin' all this ice outta my throat,

Home invading i'm skating on thin ice,

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

Don’t even gotta break the ice

Mind of ice/time to fight/

Jungle fever for the night

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight