This is a song about "Tarmal sauce"

I ain't a drinker, i'm a thinker, call it what you want

Slash your throat into tomato sauce, you'll pay the cost,

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

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

I'm the wizard of oz you're a lizard on a gauze smeared with barbeque sauce ur iq is at a loss/

When im home i try to reinforce laws using brutal force, rap without remorse, rap is my source,

Black fours red drop head doors

Spreading that gospel sauce!

Ay sallie, i know i ain't been answering your calls

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Roast under a sauce of wine.

It’s whatever, you shine, i shine

Sauce in your veins you'll get tossed in the flames/

Now they mention my nigga with all the greats