This is a song about "Why bon"

Hand in your ass you ask why?

I shine like something in the sky

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

Why do you hate and why do you affiliate with a jake

Why do i put up this fight, why do i still write

Harder niggas try to hate me, they be lovin’ this side

So i could find my rainbow, my pot of gold

Why is love always painful?well why is winter cold

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Leave you delirious, wondering why?

We was high school peers, in junior high

Everybody wonders why

I been tellin' you why

Keep your heads up high

But you cant catch us homie we flipping speed bon bons

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars