This is a song about "Begging for food"

As i lay down on the street,begging for help

I'm at the atm, spending like i ain't paying rent

I don't want you to have my permit yet

Didn't talk for months/ hid food because i couldn't get

But i guess i was begging for it/ you left and you just tried to award it

Every time i walk inside the house, she always tend to start shit

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Hold up, check that his food for any lice,

You have been begging for a pair of 110s

Clicquot for the girls in the tight dress

I make food for the family, go back to insanity

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins