This is a song about "Sonic hedgehog"

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

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

They frontin', they charles s. dutton movin' garbage

I'm sky rocketing to the profit faster than sonic bitch

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Dash and blast faster than that mutha fucka sonic dude

All my new bitches seem to get old real quick

How they rave with a phrase of rage, days of sonic,

Too perfect they think i'm bionic my raps are super sonic

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

Creating a sonic blast which will move tectonics

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

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

Whoever is about to responde to my battle just know that im and incredible rap bat,