This is a song about "Gatorade fruit punch"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Feeling useless as to a fruit

On my twitter writing raps, at the same damn time

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

Ay you. watch out for my lyrical punch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

To never back down and take every punch

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

The only fruit he coulda taught,

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

We challenge the system when it bears strange fruit

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Moms really getting mad when i call you that

Strange fruit since billie holiday had it quoted,