This is a song about "Greasy grapes"

Ugh vizion, told me that hes indian, but its pretty obvious wwhen you see his greasy hair,

With a group of bitchs we're like fishes they got tendense to get wetter man you can drown in there

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

And if i wasn't high, i'd probably try to blow my brains out

The walls i couldn't break em or take em apart with a tank

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

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

But this italian is too slick, guess it's my greasy skin.

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win