This is a song about "Vanilla"

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

Say hello to miss thang, i forgot yo name, she yellow

Your gonna be on top nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

The mirror's screaming at me saying i'm emmi lola's son

For desert she have vanilla dannon from my yogurt cannon

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Vanilla ice imposters, when they recording at home they prolly do some gay ass dance

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

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