This is a song about "Turtle soup swoop rock group hula hoop"

Go to a soup kitchen

For those whey no fit dey fix son

Taking out such a pivotal group

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

Burnt the soup, call it asher’s broth

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Inspiration throughout the group

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Drowning in the political soup

Stuntin' in my rarest pair

Turtle dicks comb my hair

Looking like a nigga turtle, you need to act your race

So, why don't you fucking wipe that stupid look on your face