This is a song about "Food"

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

This is like riding through the city

And junk food that's been feeding me.

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

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

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

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

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

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

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

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

Fed ain't dumb but they sittin' in the cold dark