This is a song about "Good fruits"

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

And my kick game beyond crazy

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Aye rich, another 5 on the g men

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

Fuck it, momma's proud of her asthmatic thin fuck

Trunk fulla speakers, pocket fulla good

Whole lotta money, big tip i would

Im gonna rap to prove im good

Better than your bitch would

I make female rappers look good

Call me a product of my own damn hood

We was loonie i suppose, you could

That everythings fine, ok and good

Aye, hold your head homie, look

But don’t make this seem like i’m good