This is a song about "Yogurt"

I just wish for big tit chicks and getting cheese

They dubaleing to me. bawo ni to my ladies

Like, "peel, fruits, juice, vitamin c?"

They gotta point em out baby

I catch that touchdown like jerry rice

Them haters wishing they could see my demise

These lyrics that i spit out to these rappers are forbidden fruit,

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I'm just trying to paint that picture, when i'm rhyming up in this booth

All i got is this orange jump suit, i got sick from grapefruit juice,

Stay gold, alchemy, nigga we rap's alpha team

And eat about four bowls of some frozen ice cream.

Permanent brain damage similar to tattoos

When your getting drunk at the pub im sipping orange juice