This is a song about "Cafetera food"

Now all im tryna do is get food

Banging out niggas with attitude

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

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

And in this game you the gators' food

But rather than singing non praise the dude

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

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

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Bitch, they call it motor city

And junk food that's been feeding me.

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

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

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see