This is a song about "Grapes"

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

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

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

It's that crack, give you something to sell

She leave before the sun up, leave you something to think about

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

But every other part of you make me wanna depart and

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