This is a song about "Feeding"

Feeding on you're brain driving insane till you get you're next one

We are the hope of the culture, they supposed to listen

My now bleeding heart, is now feeding art

Mr. underdog and this is not a bark

And i can get em all without lots of effort

Feeding feins my words these nerds converse upon a curb

Hold on to the now, cuz i know sex be changing everything

Hungry for more at my hotel room there getting cock feeding

As i nibble on the nipple that's feeding me these symbols

I'm out bk with these fast girls and all my cash good i miss slow bucks

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

You trying hard to maintain, then go headcause i ain't mad at cha