This is a song about "Food fight"

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

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

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Ha - so gifted, do it truly

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

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

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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