This is a song about "Vanilla nigga"

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Can't be positive, when the ghetto's where you live

350 on the stove and it's 90 outside

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

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

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

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

My all gold rolly or the

Your shit is whack, nigga

Who knows what the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga

You think that he frontin nigga?

Is written in our souls, africa

She got a gentlefella - real vanilla but

Bitch-made since 6th grade, he need his rope cut