This is a song about "Sugar"

Nobody never gave me shit, when i got my first chain

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

Chopper bouncing like a bunny jumping with a sugar rush

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

But i did have miss medusa, she loud and she leave me stoned

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

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)

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

Rocking black and gold stocking caps and fleur-de-lis shockey hats

Coat, coat it with sugar,

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

So here i am at the store for some chips

Stop feeding so much sugar to ya damn kids