This is a song about "Veggie sticks"

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

Kickin' in the door, and i'm everybody problem

And i be drinking all the brown straight, no coke

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

Cause all you got now is too much room space, shoe space

Ma shit hits u like a hammer n sticks to ur face!,

What up girl, tell me how you been

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

The influences sticks like those needle pricks and squirm,

I run circles round these niggas' world like saturn

Now son is the only onegrows up in adoption homes

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

Wait a minute see what sticks see what falls

Ironic cause your lipstick is red, of course

Don't harbour cut throats, blades and sticks with sinnin' intentions

Everything at ease, you in double m g presence