This is a song about "Grape"

But most niggas love nothin' so i made this tape

Your so soft that you couldn't even smash a grape.

Then i take a grape to slap ya face with, if you were a girl they'd call this rape

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

Stick a grape up there tape your ass down so there's no escape,

Don't give nobody no coochie while i be locked up state

Don’t let it drift away like a feather and i’m home, home, home

Yo mamas so black her tits are filled with grape flavored silicone

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Bitch no days off and i ain't got no breaks

Through all of the grape vines

When i get my hands on nines

I heard through the grape vines that you really thought you had a shot

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not