This is a song about "Cherry orchid"

Sixty-two, without no tint; missing roof on my new shit

Thats just the cherry on top, not the lot of it

All my peers doing years beyond drug dealinghow many caskets can we witness

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

Folarin never walk in prada and talk of a price

Cherry red dice i’m a gambling man i’m never taking twice

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money