This is a song about "Licorice"

Then stick his clipped nails in the licorice and continue stabbin' him wit it,

I’m gonna pop some tags, only got twenty dollars in my pocket

Prison prisms, twist the lyrics like licorice sticks, hits 'em,

If you ain't talkin' dollars then i don't see where you comin' from

So i’ma be aight for the night with a goodbye kiss

Ticks me off and makes me wanna take some frozen licorice,

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

The battery packs and any bitch you ever kiss

This kid just took my stick of licorice

The tables are turned i can't take this

Boy you are skinny, skinnier then a licorice.

In hindsight, i think alot of yall should try to see this

My life is twisted like it's licorice, i got a half hour,

I done came too far to regard me as the regular