This is a song about "Food deserts"

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

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

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Rectum, i'm like a chromosome i always x them

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Now all im tryna do is get food

And its simple as that baby

And junk food that's been feeding me.

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

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

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food