This is a song about "Froot loops"

You know i’m better off without you

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

Created triangles with an eye and loops

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

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

And my weed man should just sell flutes

So before i have seeds gotta understand my roots

Media tells constant lies and repeats them in loops

That i'mma pay for with dimes, nickels and quarters and shit

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

But you the only one who ain't tellingi tell you it's a cold world, stay in school

A straight road with loops but its enough to screw you fool 'cause my flow is too cool/

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

Know what i do: manufacturing crack

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