This is a song about "Food coma"

And muthafuck the quota

I'm stuck asleep ina deep coma

Stone cold bout to go in a coma

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

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

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Cause i'mma put a bun in the oven if i don't put my dick in a coma

So im saying sorry now for all the bad shit ive said , its not an excuse i was a

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food