This is a song about "Bacon soda"

I'm going off like a soda after shaking real hard

But more than not, and with prolly a whole lot less than the start

Y’all rambling, talking shit to these bitches

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

A modern day goodfella, i'm ray liotta

Sounded fruitier than a fruity soda,

Rolling in more green than a hole in one

On top of jay mccabe and his bacon

Told her that her pastor was a faggot and he likes john

She's like "son show these pigs what kinda bacon you're on."

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

Without no reasonable doubt y'all was all on the sofa

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

It's just my soda mixed with brown