This is a song about "Food chicks"

But, ion cherish shit, flyer than a pair of chicks

So while you niggas copy cat the cats who made classics

And in this game you the gators' food

So i banged for a minute

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

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

In the viper room with just me and river phoenix

Ion trust him cause he always laying chicks

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

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

And shout out to all the other rap chicks.

Ignorant denim no wonder i got mad kicks

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food