This is a song about "The sauce"

A nigga pull the thing on ya'll, ya'll stain ya'll draws

So back off and unpack your lunchbox grab the apple sauce

Got the passion for the music

It's just my fate, let me chill, nah flip

Tryna stay clear of my foes

The more battles the better the flows

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

A transformer. before ii'm a soaring performer, i'm an enforcer of torture, i cause

The feds introduced the drugs, all the acid, the dope and smack,

Blindfolded my own insecurity was holding me back

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

She so hysterical, she say my life ain't regular cause

Zero options to choose

I'm the nigga with the juice

Dial the humidifier, arrange the amplifier/

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for