This is a song about "American candy"

All them niggas pitch verbs, so they say

Go suck your candy away,

And i hang with wolves cause i'm an evil bastard

This is what the american government has urged,

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Because there ain't no coming back from that

This is american pie unrated,

600 benz, condo six hundred grand

Guest spot on american bandstand

Got that new crib in candy lane

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

When i'm on it, on it like my job

Lollipop from a candy shop,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy