This is a song about "Sonic the hedge hog"

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

I attack mentality an watch people fear me, its clear see as they all flex a.s.a.p

I bring the heat like the

Coroners comfort your mama

A sight of her face can calm my rage even if the world's weight was hurled/

Be the lion of the zoo be the glue of the bottle be the air of the world,

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

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

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

Haters dont know what to say club feel like the first of the month today

The water from the past is the same water in the present

Found this spot in pasadena and shack with her, an investment

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

The pain, the loss, the grief, the cross.