This is a song about "Candy bars"

When bret hart meet brett farve

I be spittin the bars,

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

Got that new crib in candy lane

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

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

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Lollipop from a candy shop,

I know you just doing your job

You cant even handle 2 bars

Can't see his son shine like the four tops