This is a song about "Grape fanta"

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

We gon' rep the city of folarin straight, that bait

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

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

I think i'm koko b. ware, you just a bird babe

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

Though surrounded by an entourage, i feel like i'm alone

Through all of the grape vines

Cause then i’m throwing peace signs

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

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Roll you up and let it run through my veins