This is a song about "Fruits and vegtables"

The prerequisite is gun clappin' so what happened

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

And all the fruits agree

Cause time is money

Are they gon' pay us and will they make it rain? yup

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And get it again and again

My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen

You know its black thought and your boy the bro ?uest, but

You're the tree that's been cut, no leaves or fruits in the hut

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Ain't no women at the shows