This is a song about "Eating disorders"

Invading me are eating me

Malia family, we the family

Disorders and generate horror within' recorders. i'm at my peak, my lyrical

Hustlin in our hoods , slanging nothing but the goods / street to street you will

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides

I might give you the pipe unless you pedaling bikes

Thy kingdom come, thy will be done

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Usually i scare my victims before i go and do my eating

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring