This is a song about "White chocolate"

Aiyyo i argue with my mother, spring, summer, fall, winter time

Your raps are as asinine as chocolate asparagus splashed with lime

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

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

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

Hey! what's your name? oh, that's nice

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

Face white as frank white, y'all ready to die yet?

Flooding flushes, poker chocolate chips, the biscuits soggy

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

Especially if you are fucking white.

Whether you wrong or you right

They call it chocolate vanilla

Now you know you shoulda ducked nigga

The do’s and don’ts are black and white

You see dem boys sign me to the scope right