This is a song about "Do for the vine"

I wasn't ready for the impact it would do.

Even though she make it hard for me to see you

Poetic brothers and sisters, do good for the listeners,

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

Though uncalled for, they gon drop them

Signing in, on the vine again,

Do it for the girls in the tight dress

I just play my part make moves like chess

I suggest you do it, and aim for the stars

Fat rhymes every time, bitch, roseanne bars

I gotta do it for my people that survived the famine

That's how this shit be goin when you go for number one

And you are not around like black fathers

But i'll do it first for the better or worse

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

I gotta do it for my people by the time i vanish