This is a song about "Chop sticks"

But i'm white, quite well off and living out within' the sticks.

Or the crack that they sell to put food in their kids

Feed niggas shells like my motherfucking beach is nice

Ill cut your thtroat, chop your head and pluck out your eyes,

Sendin kanye to the frozen aisle for some fish sticks

'fore you love you a nigga, try loving your kids

Tryna make a dollar so i chop it to the fiends

Done be ashamed-it ain't no thang, i used to blow trees

My drum sticks brake like i brake my shin

My position improving, not to mention

Hold the shit back, say goodbye and go commit that

Swap the ram sticks, boot and hope that this is it

Chop and eat you ,attack you like a locust

Her mom died, heroin overdose stuffed in her wrist

Frozen in dismay, set upon sticks high, bloodied just for show.

She insecure with her body so she like fuck it though