This is a song about "White chocolate factory"

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

We ain't come for peace, you can bend your knees and pray all day

Yo yo today is my birthday, wheres my chocolate sundae,

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

Raps straight out the back of the crack factory

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

Slapped in factory boxes like boxers, i'm renegade,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

But that's only in the future, y'all cold as hot chocolate,

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Chocolate dripping on your body baby

Foolish, i be on that new shit

Chips, chocolate, pop, popcorn and music