This is a song about "Vanilla small"

Hands up, throw me up against the wall

They tried to take it, and say that i'm too small

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Ice cream,chocolate or vanilla

But he's small and got a structure

But that's what he liked her

Never wrong at any level

My trademark im small and mental!

Flyer then the rest of them

Small town, kinda place a came from

Call me vanilla nothing offends me, oh as a matter of fact

And in my mind's eye i see this place, the players go in fast

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

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

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla