This is a song about "Grape vine"

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

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

I'll come swinging from a vine, shooting two pistols

Hasheem thabeet and various other peoples

I put my raps on vine,

Westside, bitch i run mine

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Through all of the grape vines

Turn off the lights

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

At an extremly alarming rate

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

So play this shit while you contemplate, contemplate, contemplate

Wolf gang pete and gon' live, running outta time

Your bars are as simple as a 6 second vine