This is a song about "Begging for food"

Im starved got you in my pot call it food for thought

I'm clearly in a different tax bracket now, dog

Woodstock though, couple bands on the floor

Why they begging for some more

Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her

And to be honest i fathered a lot of brothers in this motherfucker

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Somebody beating me up, and i'm begging for mercy

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

It's nuts, how does he got such an appetite for food rappers

Now nigga, look what hell madevisions of cops and sirens, niggas open fire

Begging me to quit rap, but i'm just not ready to let it loose for her

Ain't no nigga touching my style, it got a force field

Leave you crippled and begging for the battering to be relieved

Rape her and record it, then edit it with more shit

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit