This is a song about "Hey got any grapes"

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

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

I mobilized violence to monopolise power any nigga neck and neck with me got his thoat cut/

Damn angrily casually cause havoc, a raw savage from a zoo shelter, like hugh hefner i keep it up

It'll sound like the acronym for prisoner of war (pow)

People hollerin' out the windown, hey boosie you got the juice now

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

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

Hey wanna hear a good news?

Yea, smoking loud enjoying my youth

I got a stripper's lips caught in my zipper (hey!).

Drinking sake on a suzuki we in osaka bay

Stab him, put a arch on it, pour unleaded gas on him

-w.a, cube, hey doc, ren yella, eazy, thank you, they got slim

Like a male version of lauryn hill

"hey you,i got a casket for you to fill!"