This is a song about "Sugar smacks"

My side is all riders and your side dont buy tickets

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids

Hop over, run backwards, with a knap sack of green supreme hats

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

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see

I wanna chill on sugar hill baby

I just want to kick it, kick it for the rest

Just deflects, reflects back then smacks you in the chest,

I wrote this no sugar coating this heist

Pay my haters not too much mind

Coat, coat it with sugar,

If they ain’t talking bout paper

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

Everything was picture perfect till you moved the frame