This is a song about "Maple"

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

Use pine tar like pineda, its so hot in the bleachers, 2 strikes for nova/

There i was kneeling on the ground, felt like i was being drowned, and at the

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

It go halle berry or hallelujah

I’m brutal as a bazooka

Bad bitch mac lip she a actress have her in the coup suckin on the gear shift

Kinda ironic coming from a florida orange to be honest

You think you put in work? that's sweet

The revolution will proceed

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby