This is a song about "Delicious donuts"

But drove me into ditches, i was suspicious, when i ate you out it was too delicious,

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

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Killed legendary opponents, rap is to me as cops are to donuts

Cause lord knows, for years i triedand all the other people on my block hate your guts

I'm tryna follow money, she tryna fall in love

Yo bitch be actin religious, she think she delicious

Control our mental states, settle down and set it straight

No, i ain't, glazed donuts for luncheon, on my plate.

Trying to get back to this thing called love

This story is fictitious and delicious.

You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts

Every time she catch feelings she go throw away the gloves

They like talking, its like gossip

Yum yum delicious gobble em up,