This is a song about "Food"

The owner bout to prosecute, the niggas tell her that she's cute

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

My talent should take me places i've never been

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

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

So i'm going to need some help, on this next part

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food