This is a song about "Vines"

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Lock my heart up, this is jail, throw away the key

Are growing wild weeds and vines, strange fruit abundantly,

Nessy loch monster stop will he though? probably not

I heard through the grape vines that you really thought you had a shot

Through all of the grape vines

Jeremy scotts, 3 stripes

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

They're spending time on the vines n' the other hypes in culture

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

Wicked lines thicker than vines, sicker than despicable signs