This is a song about "Fruit loop"

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

You can dance around me , no loop

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

A whole loop of heads lying ironic cos still mine isn't there

Your raps just go in a loop

I’m saving major loot

That grow into foreign friends and eventually strange fruit,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

You better rape the replay button and have this song in a loop,

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

See me off the bay with san quinn in a beige coupe

Your brother tried to suck my d but i ain't no fruit

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

No job opportunities were few could dream, they were stuck in a loop