This is a song about "Sonic food"

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Please boo what's your size crazy

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

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

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Dash and blast faster than that mutha fucka sonic dude

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

She seen that geechi shit, ain't been to church since