This is a song about "Food brokers"

Fuck these gomers, our country's run by stock brokers.

See me, i’d rather cut let ya body give birth

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

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

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

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

While i'm making history

And junk food that's been feeding me.

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free

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

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

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