This is a song about "Smoking grapes"

Smoking the best weed in berlin

You're uncool like my mother kin

She blow me i blow trees i keep on smoking

And my only fear's a wedding ring

Spoken loud they smoking out

Baby heading down a cloud

Hotel suite, room keys is a gift

Smoking prime only the finest....

That's why i'm so annoyed

Relax my mind smoking a joint

Liven every day smoking that jamaican

I like it cause she a ten, but she say i'm the one

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

They used to hate wit faces like the grapes they ate was sour