This is a song about "Food bourne illness"

//as i have an illness and somedays can't rap/talk without it hurting,

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

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

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

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

And i have forsaken my marriage, now she gon take me for loot

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

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

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

But it's still cool just to dream man because

Is a severe mental illness

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

My illness fuckin kills shit i'm spittin diseases