This is a song about "Quick and taste"

Just know you hatin on that nigga, nigga get it straight

He had a taste and had to chase, but i got bored and had to skate

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

They will diss your dissonance and rip your ligaments 'n' dick quick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

Being in 2 places and to pull myself together quick!

But they sold jello in the paint

And this is only a taste

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Because her skin taste like caramel on a beignet and cinnamon

Pussy and patron that's some great advice

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I make 'em take the taste and swallow words like i'm socrates,

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Feeling like it’s armageddon and imabout to get a ride quick