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

And as i can't gather enough food to eat

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

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

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

It's hard to care about the poor with everything they're feeding ya,

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

Into something with swag, nigga, don't be mad

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

Dependent on if it's hatred or an objective opinion

I'm walkin' to the food trays to get some fried chicken,

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Jump posing a kong-fu kick,

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Wanna see you work your body