This is a song about "Melons"

Poor caveats fell in to the porker's meat melons

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

I bed-rock bitchestyga iroc like camaro 87 engines

And i'll crack any minute and split you open like melons,

Seen niggas pedal melons and meddlin' in endeavors,

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years