This is a song about "Candy chewbacca"

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

Where you belong with your family

I don't give damn about grands see my mind's on a grammy

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

And we don't fucking make horrorcore, you fucking idiots

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Once as a slave who imagined being free

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

Black thoughts in my eyes got me hypnotized

Candy on my skull can call me a child

You candy rappers got damn disasters, myself, i'm chilling

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

Since napster the sales been crashin' and

Ill have their asses running back to candy land