This is a song about "Chinese food"

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

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

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Now all im tryna do is get food

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

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

While you chinese be eating flies

I need a backyard full court size

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

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

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

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Got a bugatti with black and white seats call it chinese checkers,

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

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route