This is a song about "Cotton candy"

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

It's a -- situation

Out in the cotton gin

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

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

I wont forget about all the men forced to pick cotton and

After pleasure there’s paineven though we're broke for the moment

Cotton instead of a blend maybe your name

Shit, i use the same line, like i did again

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

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

Got that new crib in candy lane

I ain't even start yet, this is propane

Supportin' my baby girl just like daddy

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy