This is a song about "Food deserts"

Cuz we see food differently, don't get ya cock stuck,

Then to be in my face asking for a rose cup

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

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art

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

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

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

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

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Keanu reeves, they tell me i’m the one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

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