This is a song about "Grapes"

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

Diamonds blind the lens and camera men on the stakeout

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

Just gimme a hour, i’ll light it up like an eiffel tower

Told the fucking faculty that he was at a meeting and

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

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

All because i heard that he was talkin' to danielle