This is a song about "Fruity pe"

''how did he?'' easy like a. b. c. d's fruity vitamin c's.

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Been public enemy since you thought pe was gym, bitch

Hop off my dick and make a fucking sandwich

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Lack control like a pc game, purposely in grew my toenail for when pe came

My pistols represent mebust until my rounds emptyback for the street fame

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Trying to move foward, though it never stops

Funny how money, chains and whips make me feel free

These fruity ass rappers sit quite well in my tummy