This is a song about "Chine food"

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

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

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

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

When it come to pistols, these niggas don't john lynch them

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

And junk food that's been feeding me.

I was wondering maybe

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Worked hard so the fridge always had food