This is a song about "Candy cane"

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Tell me that you're joking not rapping, your raps are like a cane of junk

I put aside my cane and i'm flirting with her

Word picture, hurt niggas, young verse killer

Stand out here fight over quarterswhile i walked inside the diner

And this candy gets me cheddar im the markets top supplier

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

They've influenced me to make a point, like a kid with the end of a candy cane

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

And yeah i know i'm from compton, cali

And this baby daddy, is new to the family

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

Who do you blame? it's a shame because the man's slain

See me stepping through with ma limp and ma cane

With some matching pink panties, lipstick from my granny

Hes squishing it in his hands, wishing that pill was candy