This is a song about "A cherry"

That's why they ride the bandwagon still be draggin' sellin' lies

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

If she cook and keep her vagina like a secret

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

Like a bird without a cage

I'm autumn leaves change

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

Coming back with this shit bitch

Hit a bitch, gain a stitch

They call you a whore, a bitch, a ho, and a stripper,

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

With a ba and a masters

Pissin' on the demons of the earth