This is a song about "Bacon soda"

It's never late, we celebrate soon as your papers done

I say its gettin poppin, but whats poppin is the bacon

We got acid in the air like we was pourin soda

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Then the blood drip on the floor poison pieces

My voice is bubblier than soda fizz, wish,

I ain't fucking with kfc but i may eat up the box

Y'all motherfuckers act like you the southern soda, #big #shots,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Vodka and soda, pineapple and patron

At the age of 16, credit card scam schemes

Cut me like bacon i'll cut you up like leeks

Period ya'll turkey, i'm going bacon

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

You ain't got enough, to heat the bottom of a pot of bacon grease

Two middle fingers for the police if a nigga get killed no rat no cheese