This is a song about "Grapes"

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

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

I'm wolf, tyler put this fucking knife in my hand

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

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

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

Only getting high cuz we closer to hell