This is a song about "Turle soup hola hoop swoop rock group"

Joining choir group singing fucking lullaby.

I swear the pen right across from hell, i can't cry

As i rushed towards the hoop i look

From hollywood to the hood

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Want a taste of the lyrical soup,

Yea its my group its my legion

I've seen dreams turn dust, cause he made them

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

I get mine and i bounce like a bad check

A swoop down defying the steelers i'm tennessee titan

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Kcb, up and coming rap group

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Eat her pussy out like its veggie soup/