This is a song about "White chocolate factory"

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

Stuntin' for the fuck of it, i ain't with the sucka' shit

You know, it's like i'm livin just to diei fall on my knees and beg for mercy, not knowin if i'm worthy

Evidently, im a killing accessory, thats why im hiding in a supplementary factory,

Booger bear, i'll have you up in hooker gear, i swear

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

I don't care what it did to them

That smells and tastes like chocolate, you want some?"

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

Your birth certificate is an apology from the condom factory

They call it chocolate vanilla

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

But i got two platinum artists, at the same damn time

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

I'm raisin hell like you when chasin a chocolate parakeet