This is a song about "Baby food"

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

And i know love me baby

Girl i know you like that, you crazy

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

I got to be your baby

Killer stay uptown, louden va tree

But we should be body to body

And junk food that's been feeding me.