This is a song about "Food and people"

Wit a fuck you tattoo no food and a face so pale

If ballin’ was a crime, i’d be in jail

And as i can't gather enough food to eat

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

They have no food, and they sleep on the cement

Then called her dickface, she call the connect

You wondering why she ain't fucking, we winning, nigga you lose

Food gives energy, people pursue the recipes but are drained of juice

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

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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