This is a song about "Candy wrappers"

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

My nigga i'm blowing o's, she blowing coke, candy for the nose

You chasing hoes, we replacing hoes, bag and pass them hoes

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

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

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

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

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Bitches love that shit more than candy

Go suck your candy away,

Gotta say it was a good day