This is a song about "Donating food to feeding hong kong"

And the discography, somethin' you got to see

I make food for the family, go back to insanity

Saying fuck a nigga quick, quick

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

To put food on the table..clothes on his back

I’m that nigga in fact, paper tall as shaq

Food for thought is like candy to a mind that's open to any

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

And as i can't gather enough food to eat

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

We up in diamond supply, spending that carat cake

Pardon me if i'm sweating you but

To livin in a house with food my stomach