This is a song about "Sweet yams"

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

I said believe in your dreams

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Her voice was soft and sweet,

But i need your faith in me, i'm a sucka for love

Roses grow from concrete, blossom into sweet magnolias,

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

You think you put in work? that's sweet

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Im a move to the beat u fools r sweet

Man, this nigga ugly and he raps, ooh

I say you rappers sweet, tiramisu