This is a song about "Amy and food"

I'll moon walk it if i'm truly in your heart

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

You know i’m stickin' to that proper code: strapped up, lock n load

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

And my wrist froze, but i’m cool sha’, like a bald head, i’m too paid

And it's hard to pay, even with food stamps and medicaid,

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

The populations controlled and all the food that you ate

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

And my bank account look just like a phone card