This is a song about "Vanilla and chocalate"

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

Call me vanilla nothing offends me, oh as a matter of fact

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

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

She got a gentlefella - real vanilla but

I wouldn't fuck another girl out of the club

Grab the scissors and saws and

I fear no opponent

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

I caught a felony loving the way the guns blow

We never meet in real life,cause i make you quit rapping like vanilla ice

It's hard to have american pride when most of your money's made out of them lies

They call it chocolate vanilla

You're fucking with me, nigga