This is a song about "Sonic the h"

Blow my smoke out the window, dropping ashes on the bridge

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

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

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

Nah-ha dis is b enough, h-h-had it too tough

Yo she think my steering wheel on the wrong side

If she acting wrong , young h give her act right

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

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

Not #h or a #king but ill #hit a #pedigree

With your flashlight, tell me what do you see

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

Dash and blast faster than that mutha fucka sonic dude

She said i'm her hideaway i get her off like a holiday

I could outrun sonic there is so much glitches but you know what they say