This is a song about "Veggie sticks"

I got the idea from a letter that the shit wrote

Rapping swift as magic sticks & i ain't even fully woke

To something i don't deserve. words hurt more than sticks or stones.

My momma taught me never steal and never tell on folks

Prison prisms, twist the lyrics like licorice sticks, hits 'em,

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Always knocks anybody down who sticks in his path

Felt like the towers when the planes went on crash

My brain is like turned to veggie

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Music is my first, but i contemplate divorce

Wait a minute see what sticks see what falls

Instead of veggie fried lies and man's eyes exposed,

I saved her number just in case but now it’s case closed

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Sendin kanye to the frozen aisle for some fish sticks