This is a song about "Powdered sugar"

I wrote this no sugar coating this heist

Really though i'm lebron, really don't got my mind

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,

Say bye bye to her

Coat, coat it with sugar,

We talkin' b blockers keep us with deep pockets

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids

Your brother's getting older

Sugar coating my rueger,

And older women put a nigga on their bucket list

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