This is a song about "Cafatiera food"

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

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

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food