This is a song about "Vanilla rice"

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Kill em all, fuck em all. hip-hop really is alive

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

They getting nice, they got some ice

Serve em with my bowl of lead mixed with rice krispies

The more small people at your door like please can i receive

You're fucking with me, nigga

Ice cream or vanilla,

Rock em sock em your fucking style is as plain as white rice

Why i'm living keep a pistol just to keep you alive

Running and dicing fried rice and no accent on rice please,

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

I can tell you that this tape

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Than vanilla ice if he saw a spider/