I'm Eatin' That Grape

I was up on the sofa doing my thing
My thing at the time was eatin some grapes
As I was eatin em I was counting em down
But as it turns out my couting was wrong
When I thought there was 10 I only had 9
When I thought there was 6 I only had 5
When I thought there was 4 heard a knock at the door
I got up to get it, saw a grape on the floor

I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
You better believe it boy, I ain't eaten all day
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
That grape look delicious, It ain't going to waste
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
He posing a challenge but he ain't getting away
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
That grape disrespected me he tryin to escape

So I bend down to grab him
I slipped on my rug
I twisted my ankle
I chipped up my mug
Stretched out again
He was outta my reach
When I went for a pivot
I skinned up my knee
When I look down to check it
My head hit my phone
It fell to ground
It bounced on my toe
I reached out again
Real awkwardly crouched
And my finger just bumped him
Up under the couch

But I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
You better believe it boy, I ain't eaten all day
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
That grape look delicious, It ain't going to waste
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
He posing a challenge but he ain't getting away
I'm eatin' that grape, I'm eatin' that grape
That grape disrespected me he tryin to escape

So I pick up my iphone
And I click on my light
That grape that rolled under
He was nowhere in sight
Now I'm gettin real angry
And I go get a spoon
My grape is avoiding me
He knows what I'm doin'
I switch up my style on him
Change up my angle
He under there shiverin'
He know he in danger
I get grape boy out
But he fuzzy and grey
There's lint on this grape
I gotta throw him away



Credits
Writer(s): Darren Potuck
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