This is a song about "Food drive"

Got her going down, no teeth

I drive a mercedes

Had no ambitions and no drive.

Conversating on my life

Let a nigga drive slow,

Shades: lv was a little dough

What them tippers don't see

Noelle's here to drive me crazy

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

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

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

Wale and we are not the same

I'll drive you over rappers insane

Eyes closed, drinking whiskey, let the car drive

Right flows down and they might go nice