This is a song about "Eppilespy stardawg grime life rap food money"

Picture me lettin this chump survive

Fuck rules, skate life, rap, write, repeat twice

I'll spit about money,life,women, i spit all kinds o' stuff

And left a burden on my soul until i was old enough

Different chef, same pot bro, not guianese buddy

Ive got no money and no honey life never sunny

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

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

What we gotta do to survive

I rap every single crap in life

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista

Embrace my words make the world changeand still i smile nigga

She looks for money , i look for life

Married to this rap shit, tell em' throw the rice