This is a song about "Grape fanta"

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

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

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

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

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

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

Through all of the grape vines

All the time with this glock of mines

Go ahead admit it faggot, this shit is tighter than butt rape

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