This is a song about "Vanilla ice cream with chocolate syrup"

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow

And attacking faster than foes can change the channel, whoa

Ridin' in that es with my nefertiti queen

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream

Your life is a product of trash

With shards of ice and glass

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

Okay, so play d, know what i mean

And much good stuff like homemade ice cream

And i put you on the team

With a nice vanilla cream

Cause ya'll spittin that wack shit

And some strawberries and some chocolate

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

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs