This is a song about "Cafeteria food"

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

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

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

But i just wanna know if i speak could you listen

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

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

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