This is a song about "Sugar mommas"

You all niggas ain't even on my level

Mommas worried shit is too stressful

Sugar coated bars sweeter than a kit kat

Last straw, fuck that, i'm who broke the camel's back

Hello in these past few rhymes i have revealed my life i wrote no sugar coat

But i am trying to find a way to get you a-loan (car note)

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

So hood i put sugar on toast then i serve it like a host

Place no one above ya, sweet lady

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Chorus: i wanna chill (chill) on sugar hill (its so lovely, so lovely)

So his boys can keep on beating niggas to get that sugar cane/

All them other boys targets and i'm flawless with the aim