This is a song about "Wine fermentation"

They'll get the prize, a bottle of wine 'n' fine dining

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Guess that means you can never be mine

Like wine, leaking down a vagabond's spine

Fine girls with fine asses sipping on some nice wine

Selling cane, getting brain, at the same damn time

My bars are magical like jesus turnin water to wine

By the minute i was getting paid like a hot line

You live your life all serious while i'm enjoying mine

And i'm not just saying that cause i drank a whole box of wine

There you lyin’ a rhyme

Bitches suck ma dik like wine

You burnett's while i'm a fine wine.

Welcome to organized crime

I wine and dine with sparkling mine, disconnect your spine,

Put my plight in the verse, i bring ‘em closer to mine