This is a song about "Vine sauce"

Ho, slut, no love, turn beef to cold cuts

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

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Chicken nugget biscuit in a bbq sauce

Gonna stuff sauce lotions down your throat

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Sippy cup full of whip creamed hot chocolate

Before i hit you with my abyssal vine whip

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

So much fuckin' white make darth vader have a dimmer force

What the fuck happened to rap when

Signing in, on the vine again,

I put my raps on vine,

Cause, i need that one good time

But somethin' was always missin' like six digits

Adams apple to sauce pages reference stacked chips