This is a song about "Sonic knuckles"

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

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

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

Bad bitches onlygot a sign on my dick

I'll fight unil my bone collapse don't give a fuck if my knuckles do crack

Wocky, she's a dancer, walkie-talkie ace for back up like fag

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

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

Then i'm bustin' like an uzi in this bougie ass chick

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

Ay when we first met you was too tense for me to get through

Knuckles like a callous it's like a fuckin' brick hit you

Or fuck my enemies bitch, acting bad and getting rich

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