This is a song about "Cherry"

Cause your rhymes are sweeter than a cherry tree.

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

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

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

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

He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

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