This is a song about "Cafeteria food"

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

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

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

All my niggas get together to gather loot