This is a song about "Fork"

I drove by the fork in the road and went straight

And i was getting whipped at home in sixth grade

Better pray that this chopper jam like a radio single, man

Ill wait! i'll jam... a fork in your ass like a slab of pork. out comes jam

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

When there's a fork in the road, confidence beat up,

Do my chores... before i explore your intestines with a fork.

Dad wasn't around -- my father figure was too short

Fork in the road go a different route

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

There was never a fork on each other's course but it always felt there was on his head

I bet this brother be a better oneif i upset you don't stress never forget

People are starving, you talking bout balling

Ripping you with the fork that im forging

The psychotic dork with a knife as a fork like

Brand new airs cocaine white, feels so good but it ain't right