This is a song about "Vanilla nigga"

Umm made her ribs snap nigga,

They claim it as their own, africa

Vanilla ice imposters, when they recording at home they prolly do some gay ass dance

Witness me strapped with macs, knew i wouldn't play thatall you old rappers trying to advance

Yo, birth of a real nigga,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

But far from dumb nigga,

The science and the art, africa

I just know what you mean

With a nice vanilla cream

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

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Real g shit i don't use no cape

Who knows what the

I'm fresh as fuck nigga