This is a song about "Candy shop part 3"

Pork on the fork, white in the pot

Rape's hard, so i'll go looking to shop

Part manson, part hannibal, part mechanical shark

And my bank account look just like a phone card

Got that new crib in candy lane

I say i’m wrong, you say come again

Just want it all to stop, wait for god to close up shop

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Fuck, clean up on aisle six

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

Let me work that, know i'm nasty

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

Like "can i live" i'm just heading to the pizza shop

Load the glocks they stuntin', we control the block