This is a song about "Cherry popper"

You are water wild so i guess your pussy empty

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

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

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

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

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

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