This is a song about "Sausage rolls"

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.

At the same damn time, gettin' hit on by a couple hoes

Criminals running from police doing barrel rolls and flips

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

The streets with my voice, the horse is a rolls royce,

Nigga 50 million up on these fuck boys

Why cop a rolls royce if you have no chest vessel

See, there's a war going on and i'm the general

Somalia women ethiopian queens never could tell the difference

With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links

Malcolm x: get yo hand out my pocket

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