This is a song about "Sausage rolls"

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

Lone tear rolls down and departs the chin.

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Your crews full of pussys that cant stand there ground, whats gonna happen when spb rolls around,

Then it's back to the corner where we sell cracksome of you niggas is bustas, you running round

Shattered like the spines of the crippled old. now it's time, the ripple rolls.

Best stay away when the door closed, i show up with four hoes

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Thinking its a sausage, he's ready to roast it/

You let him a sleaze you, but money tend to do that

And i got a girlfriend so i'm a keep lying until the verse end, fin

I have money in my pocket, gotta rolls royce hydraulic suspension,