This is a song about "Poop and puke candy"

And reflect on the rap game, i came

Got that new crib in candy lane

More clearer than the crystal sky, blue as the beast

No candy scenes and reeses' pieces, heat's heat, be deceased,

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Hes squishing it in his hands, wishing that pill was candy

Now i know a lotta styles, some see

Fuck your fucken sex fuck your candy

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

And this candy gets me cheddar im the markets top supplier

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I can always depend on my mama

I poop so hard my face farts to the

When you rapping how i'm rapping, they fellatio free

Took a trip to a market, and saw all the candy