This is a song about "Fruity pebbles"

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace

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

My parents went away on a week's vacation and

The purpose of my life ain't kicking pebbles on the pavement

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

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

I'm through with the pebbles, i rock cause i'm a boulder

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

These fruity ass rappers sit quite well in my tummy

For shootin' done to you or we're losin' money

And i never handled rock like palestine rebels with pebbles

Can we take shots? what's your flavor? flat drinks we call a cups

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

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket