This is a song about "Fruits veggies exercise"

Merge the mixture with the purest and the fruits

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

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

And it wont take long. ..cos its my routine exercise!

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

With a rosa parks state of mind, i don't give a fuck

Dc, man over money

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

And all the fruits agree

Looking at your money

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

Miami bound with my d.c. chick and we let it fly when we in the club

Before you tell me about veggies, i'll have you know that you're eating pesticides

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz