This is a song about "Grapes of wrath"

All we need is convienient love

Feel the wrath of my rhythms

With the wrath of a killer, they said i’m tripping

My sister and them, all my niggas listening

How could i not blow? all i do is drop f-bombs, feel my wrath of attack

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

I surely don't, so get off your high horse before you get impaled and feel the wrath of my worst

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

Denying the mass of rapper i've left dodging my wrath

But i'm not gonna do that until you begin to pass out

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

Indicate/ the wrath and my will, when you're trapped in an ill/ stagnant of feelings

You fool think you're knack, bitch you rack raps ,you're fag,take you sack, things,