This is a song about "Grapes"

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

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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

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

Well that didn't go well, let us try to make it swell

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

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd