This is a song about "Jolly rancher"

So time for the liquor, the pipe gets a flicker 'til i put the goggles back on

A known liar if u didnt notice the oxymoron then ur prolly a jolly moron

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Good, could say its jolly

Synthesizer, i'm the mothafucking master

Shake that laffy taffy, jolly raunchy rapper

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

Smokin on that holly jolly

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

All the jolly feelings trapped in a crate

Pixie dust, on pics we must choose to burn when we're jolly green

I don't want to grow up, i know that shit for a fact, nigga eighteen

Gatorade with prometh, and sprite got me jolly

Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she