This is a song about "Froot loops"

I'll feed lupus into your beat's loops and retool the spool backwards

Tried them didn't work, got impossible standards, nothing i ever do works

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

That moschino shit is so back

Eat froot loops, i'll have a bowl, maybe two

She hold a nigga down, you deserve them boo

When love comes callin', don’t look back

Spin loops when dropping hooks, hoops like i'm shaq,

But little did they know, i’m trying to change the rules

Created triangles with an eye and loops

Agony like a cavity who, wrathfully loops,

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

Walk into my room thinking how to make moves

Cool and calm, y'all gnawing on the fruit loops

He used fruity loops 8 and he was a pro at it

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket