This is a song about "Vine sauce"

I been laughed at, hated on, no one would even play my songs

Man while you hungry i am eating steak with tabasco sauce

At the same damn time

I put my raps on vine,

Took her to the club bought her three more bottles

I'll come swinging from a vine, shooting two pistols

Jasons mask is off and my face is plastered with tobasco sauce

And never let up, look how i just crept up without applause

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Girls, i ask 'em do they smoke

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

Spreading that gospel sauce!

Huh, a metaphor of course