This is a song about "Grapes"

But my plan is to show you that i understand

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

Keep it on the low, never kiss and tell

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

Dough ain't nothing to joke about, she open up when that dough come out

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

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

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