This is a song about "Poop and puke candy"

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

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

I’m lost without them, when they around i am charles sheen

I stay spitting bars like metronome candy machine.

With a fistfull of poop,

And all you cute

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

Like an ose; i am grandi, like your kids; i want candy

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

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

Mom keep my house fully stocked with candy

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

Candy evenings, with candy stevens

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

And a kid that eats nothing but candy won' t get tooth decay/