This is a song about "Sugar act"

Cause now it's on for you and me, all i can see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Blowing stones, froze, icing sugar up my nose/

No bullshit, every shy bitch can get a rose

That acknowledges this polished act.

Plagiarized swag, may arrive last

We could never have a peace act

Just lay back, get your face slapped

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

You think this all some kind of act

Stack in his hand trynna make that last

I wrote this no sugar coating this heist

The revolution has arrived

But on the other hand i don't understand why you got other plans

I'm hot like the backlash backdraft from sugar packets packed with anthrax