This is a song about "Donuts and skittles"

Stay gold, stray old, maturing means that your life sucks

You way some fucking kilotons, fuck sweets, its donuts

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

They laugh and scream and leap

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

You're rhymes are as straight as a bowl fill of skittles

And remember what i said and

I ain't trying to be ignorant

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

I swear these off rhyme bums are full of hate

Grab the scissors and saws and

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Seven, what's religion nigga? i am legend

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

Ice tea and skittles, ima share it like my last supper