This is a song about "Sweet tarts"

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Swear i will murk any beat

Chris wallace said the sky was the limit

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

I give bitches dick and leave

So goodnight and sweet dreams

Like you starved, cause punchlines thrown sharp and hard like tarts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Smokin sweet and sour

And i just want to hold her

My exs all bitter because im living sweet

Misdemeanored that twenty bag of weed

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love