This is a song about "Bad food"

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Temperatures drop; see it's cool to shoot a nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

All my niggas get together to gather loot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food