This is a song about "Corbin and food"

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Try to taste this food for thought, and swear that you don't feel a sting

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

No! it ain't fair, but we all bear and do our share

I love what you're doin'. i'm just hopin' you continue

Treat my lyrics like the fucking food you eat and i'll keep you,

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

They'll turn you and flip you like your food and their tongs.

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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

And it's hard to pay, even with food stamps and medicaid,

It's way too lateand if i got to die young then it's just my fate

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Trying not to live on food stamps and eat at gas stations,