This is a song about "Fed"

Bullets is what you was fed

The lights may flicker, your face feels red

Fed up with all the frauds and left y'all without a job

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Ye' and killa cam', the world is mine

Time to prepare to do fed time

Force-fed through a tube made outta licorice

Fall, bitch, give me everything, i'm taking all this

Is the one that kept you happy and fed... h

Nigga, you pull over, fuck a rover range

The shit is so bare, my diary isn't hid

I am so fed up with all of the bullshit,

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup

A lost legacy, treadin heavily, fed up

Don't we all want to live, be loved, have our mouths fed,

Rozay in effect, know how to make her wet