This is a song about "Candy wrappers"

In a sip of the liquid i tipped a pill, not candy

Wish you was around now to see what i've become see

Better yet they work my every nerve

While you tryin to make a living, picking wrappers.

And giving peppermint candy to innocent kids

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Now walk to it with your land mind

Candy on my skull can call me a child

And the life i live is hell see, i never thought i'd see

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

Unwhitty whippersnapping nappers unwilling to snap cause i'd trash em like wrappers

Deep into her soul, slow, now he's in controlpop's doing worse, a victim of his deadly curse

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

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream