This is a song about "Cafatiera food"

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

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

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

And in this game you the gators' food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

Cause i, am feeling this deep down in my heart

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute