This is a song about "Eating jap food"

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

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

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

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

Hold up, i used to run powers and draws

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

I come in peace like uh, extraterrestrial being