This is a song about "Dog food"

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

I don't need your girl. man i got a lot

And control this shit yourself dog.

I smoke and let the tree talk

This crap is just soft as dough, dog

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Now all im tryna do is get food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

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

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot