This is a song about "Food"

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

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

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

Then sip on this remy til they turn me up some

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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