This is a song about "Grape"

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

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

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

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

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

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

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

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

Tell the lady in the liquorstore that she's forgiven, so come home

Through all of the grape vines

When i get my hands on nines

Straight geechi on her, came back with eighty chains

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains