This is a song about "Vanilla ice"

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

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

I ain't really famous but the ladies need my picture though

This is ice, this is frozen,

It ain't where i been

With shards of ice and glass

So chase the air hide your stash

Doin twenty to life in san quentingettin calls from my nigga mike tyson, ain't nuttin nice

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

They call it chocolate vanilla

My all gold rolly or the

Definition of cold: ice, 30 below

Still lay low between the treble and the bass though

I´m a legend, a bigger dick in a vanilla wrapper bitch.

You just don't like what i'm doing, the lyrics twitter my image