This is a song about "Vanilla"

Cause my charisma is a stigma, i look in the mirror, i'm poisonous vanilla bro/

Tell me i ain't god's son, nigga mom a virginwe got evicted had to leave the burbs, back in the ghetto

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

My mo straight madness, your style - vanilla

She got a gentlefella - real vanilla but

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Starin at the wall, heard a scream

With a nice vanilla cream

Than vanilla ice if he saw a spider/

I’m the king of rock, there is none higher

A 45 trey deuce spade sprayed, you stayed

Vanilla ice flipping real estate/

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Take some real advice and form a group with vanilla ice

Me and my pupils is mutual they not focused as me though

Chips ahoy, vanilla cola, sipping syrup slow