This is a song about "Tarmal sauce"

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

It's so hard for civilians, thank god you with a boss

Spreading that gospel sauce!

They right too cause

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

My balance be so tight rope

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

I got geechi on her, came back with thirty chains

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

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

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

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

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce