This is a song about "Bolo likes eating broccoli"

I'm after you bringing traffic through

No one likes being lied to.

Trying to get healthy so i bought myself broccoli

I tell em "honey, i no cher" i'm so sunny

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

When i write rhymes i go blind and let the lord do his thing

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

All the time with this glock of mines

Posting a pic, get facebook likes

You a lady boss, now you fly free

Other rappers cant stand the likes of me

Not me, i bet you remember the night

Your mind likes, robbing you of the spotlight