This is a song about "Laffy taffy"

And stabbing this ice cube look-a-like to show you a nigga with attitude

You couldnt make a belemic puke on a piece of fuckin corn and peanut poop

If there’s a shining star

And once you at a bar

Teeth of an american teen ankles on candy fiend

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

In a sip of the liquid i tipped a pill, not candy

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Lollipop from a candy shop,

Ey, butt rape on a female cop

To the beats which i've ridden from this brittle prison that i lived in for days

I'mma keep it real kid i’m just hatinain’t a opportunity i ain’t take close chase

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

Candy niggaz re-see's we see ur peanut butter