This is a song about "White chocolate"

Ain't that how black's do it, right

Especially if you are fucking white.

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

So keep fronting till my peeps come

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Makes me milk with chocolate chip cookies,

As much as i wanna leave

To the white lies or white lines that constantly define

A couple pair of lips, i'm smoochin' on ya panty line

To get it in, any minute, i'll be hit with a stare

Not being racist but your chocolate and i'm carmel

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

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

Suck my lolly pop then

Rich white and black white-washed men/