This is a song about "Vanilla bean"

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

Even now i keep a frown when i come arounddon't ask me about tha past

Now i was dreaming bout a deal at the age of thirteen

Im eating 4 course meals when i used to eat half a pinto bean,

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

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

The highest tightest and whitest mr. vanilla, no enigma, full of charisma

Troublesome niggahahaha, troublesome 19-motherfuckin'-96let it be known nigga

In your ears as i kiss ya, on every curveslow down baby don't rush, i like it slow

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

With a nice vanilla cream

Be the king, that was part of my dream

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

If you ready then i'm ready go, hear this on my radio

Not "vanilla", though still, head to toes i'm white

Gq told me i'm not the talkative type