This is a song about "Sonic and amy"

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Climbing up the pole, jack and the beanstalk, bitch it's gold

And we ain't hard to find is the tales that we kick

See y'all just think you're fast like you're a mock sonic,

Get off a key like i can’t sing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Best believe i'm leaving with more of those

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

That was the sonic art form of rhyming and poetry, and it is abbreviated in three letters r-a-p

So step back sacrap an resite your rap, come spitting back when ya got something decent not whack,

On they twitter writing novels, see

Cuz nowadays i'm banging girl named amy

It's "cop fast and move that quickly" or cops crash

Slice and slash, bite and gnash, bite and mash, fight and smash,