This is a song about "Sweet sauce"

I call her, no answer

Smokin sweet and sour

You hunnybun on some sweet shit,

Kendrick lamar, his momma called him that

Sometimes i think, what i need

Sweet jesus, where's the weed

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

Issue your warrant, informant, bitch i’ve been a boss

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

It's going down in history, the way i valet two doors

Little more weed, first class seats

Ain't shit sweet but sixteens

Her voice was soft and sweet,

I pray the lord my guns to keep

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

As you niggas, niggas get familiar with the art of loss