This is a song about "Candy bars"

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Eat 'em like halloween candy when i lay down and relax

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Bitches love that shit more than candy

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy

Fuck you bunch is here, never disrespect my family

Candy shop 50 cents in my pocket gimme it

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Rapping that gabbage, attracting maggots

So i gave her this candy stick aka long dick

Listening to aston martin music music

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

Watching for hollow-tip shots

I be spittin the bars,