This is a song about "Candy floss"

What the fuck i look like, saying i'm sorry

Hello chubsy wubsy, if i were candy, you'd love me

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

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

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

But inside of my pocket is a dollar plus a dream

50,000 ones before i hit up the candy

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

So here i am at the store for some chips

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

And i don't do colorful jeans or shiny kicks

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

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

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see