This is a song about "A guy named louis with a love for grapes"

I'm a knight your a serf, hows that for courtly love.

Mama always told me i’d be famous

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

A much safer place, with love for every race

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

There used to be a guy named undertaker

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

3. don't fuck with a guy who's straight up ballin,

With a ski maski'm the first one to warn them

Hot like spain, run by a guy named satan