French Fries and Ice Cream

French fries and ice cream
 I know you won't forget it
 Now let me see the hands of the people who's with it
 It won't be long before my new sensation
 Is rocking party people chilling all across the nation
 So step up to the podium with sugar and sodium
 They go so well together like children and Nickelodeon
 I'm blowing like the breeze and because I'm in season
 I guess that I'm blessed like as if I was sneezing
 So give me one reason why you won't buy me
 A cool vanilla shake and a plate of golden fries
 Or a mint chocolate chip cone with eyes made of sugar
 Wipe a booger on your tombstone while listening to Group Home
 From New York, New York to Paris, France
 When I'm stage I like to take off my pants
 That's how you know that it's a real hype show
 And the next thing you know there goes my ego
 Americans use ketchup the French use mayo
 Me versus another emcee it's a KO
 I like my fries hot I spike them with Tabasco
 So I can keep bringing fools heat like Rasco
 The capital rapital C double O L Z
 You ought to know well that my name is misspelled
 Until you add the E Y
 Come on don't be shy
 I'm just a guy without a suit or a tie
 So pry open the coffin lid
 Yo check the skeleton kid
 Now tell me was his skin black or white
 It's hard to tell ain't it
 I can see you straining
 Give it up because it doesn't matter if you're wrong or right
 You missed the point again
 I smoked a joint again and jumped into the ocean as I said 'Goodnight'
 You're just a mannequin
 You act like Anakin
 But give it up because I know you're going to lose the fight
 It goes french fries and ice cream the name of this jam
 It probably won't be long before you know who I am
 But I don't give a damn I just keep playing
 Like your favorite song until my last day and
 I'm swaying to the music because that's what I do
 I'm true to this shit because I love my crew
 One day you will know that they are the shit
 But for now just listen to my hit
 It goes french fries and ice cream my two best things
 Me up with them and I swear I'll grow wings
 When the telephone rings I always try and answer
 I hope that the grease doesn't give me colon cancer
 On Dancer on Prancer on Donner and Blitzen
 Fuck Reagan fuck Clinton fuck Bush and Nixon
 I'm fixing to get wisdom because that's how I kick it
 Now everybody grab your ice cream cones and lick it