This is a song about "Breast feeding"

See, the love is gone with one another, it's hard

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

We share, don't wanna, cool i break, your breast, thighs, legs,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

It's hard to care about the poor with everything they're feeding ya,

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

Out in the district they selling water and buying pistols

Their remains are feeding the rodents

Rub the wood and ima show em love

Feeding my #addiction, breathing without thinking of #decisions,

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

Pissing on girls like r-kelly, feeding them my jelly

To be rich like a king, and live my life, trouble free