This is a song about "Cinnamon roll"

Are you afraid of a thug? and have you ever made love

Choking on some cinnamon. my sick rhymes are venomous.

When it came to grams it was 90 i fried

Break it down, roll it right, roll tight, load and light

18 year sentence with no parole

Thats how ya know your on a roll

With my catch phrase "that's how i roll"...

This shit has got my soul

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Because her skin taste like caramel on a beignet and cinnamon

Open up your contacts then scroll

Lay low youll make bank roll

Make a nigga cough like a spoonful of cinnamon

Tell em their ambitions then we need some more of them

But when it’s all said and done i’mma be ahead of them

But when he's sober bet his bars still burn like sniffing cinnamon