This is a song about "Tootie fruity"

Me and my family, my friends, nigga we ride for you always

''how did he?'' easy like a. b. c. d's fruity vitamin c's.

I hated, some ritalin, some white socks

Now my watch fruity colors like trix in a box

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

These daysit's an all out rat raceand look at meee just caught another cat case

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free

These fruity ass rappers sit quite well in my tummy

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

He used fruity loops 8 and he was a pro at it

Wicked ambition go give this shit a coroner visit