This is a song about "Grapes"

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour

So all that shit you niggas kicking we ain't worried about

Goin to class readin the grapes of wrath, this aint no dust bowl this a drought,

You fine as two grapes gettin' stomped out by a giant cask

But the plan is to show you that i understand

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell