This is a song about "Chinese food"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Smoking got squinted eyes like im chinese,

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Now all im tryna do is get food

Now my eyes chinese, keep the loud lit

Whoa yo, yo.. no homo, i'm not gay, faggot

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

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

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

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

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