This is a song about "Sweet potat"

Fast forward some years later, a teenager, this is fun sweet

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

Smell the folgers get the scrotum out your focus

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

Screaming for me like "marry me bitch" like honey i'm sweet

Last of a dying breed

Her voice was soft and sweet,

Hate it when i leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

So here i am at the store for some chips

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence