This is a song about "Chinise food"

Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine

I could spend a whole damn advance on some kicks and some pants son

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

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

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

And in this game you the gators' food

So i banged for a minute

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

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

I wanna live my life and ball, make a couple million

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

It's outrageus, people not having money for food