This is a song about "Food"

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

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

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

Nigga's talk they'd attacked me but wouldn't steal a taxi

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I don't give a fuck either like father, like son, i'm done