This is a song about "Grape"

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

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

A couple of haters looking, i’m knowing them niggas hot

Cause by then it's just too late, there's so much we can take

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

Concords and grape fives, grape in all em kush strains

Geechi on her, came back: a million chains

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

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

Now a nigga got baking to bake

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

All the time with this glock of mines

Through all of the grape vines