This is a song about "Cherry orchid"

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

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

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

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

And, uh, i don’t know what keeps me alive, shit

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

I'm a g, and this is something you can't see