This is a song about "Vanilla drizzle"

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

Splash tha niggaswill i dash your niggasonce i mash these figguzi’ll be badder nigga

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

Havoc on the track boi, grab it hold it tight

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

I try to tell them i'm one of the

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

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

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

She got a gentlefella - real vanilla but

I want diamonds too, ronnie on player's club

And, yup, i gave lyrics a reason to want to live

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice