This is a song about "Powdered sugar"

Wic, goodwill, salvation army, thrift shops, and powdered milk,

So the right to have these women, i'm entitled to their interest

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

Get booty set sail on coast inhale no choke exhale no smoke no joke...

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

And them hating ass niggas, we ain’t like those

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

Wish you niggas father understood where the condom was

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

So here i am at the store for some chips

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Let me rideuntil i get free