This is a song about "Food"

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Now all im tryna do is get food

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

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

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

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

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

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit