This is a song about "Gatorade fruit punch"

Because cancer has the answer to every offensive and defensive punch

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Low hanging fruit that was me

But five years from now i bet she see

Feeling useless as to a fruit

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Yeah, punch line after punch line, rhyme after rhyme/

For a fucking shrink, sheesh, i already got mine

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

So i banged for a minute

Track 2.) golden child (forbidden fruit)

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,