This is a song about "Got sauce"

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Almost cried right on the spot

And to my side i've got

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Nothin sweet when i attend, see

Got through elementary,

I just want somebody i can see

Got high and my brain got mushy...

I got 800 invisible men

I got got my pad and pen

Roast under a sauce of wine.

I'm just here to have a good time

And it don’t stop

To prove what i've got