This is a song about "Food foo"

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

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

I really love my miami crew

I make impressions like a foo

And junk food that's been feeding me.

This is like riding through the city

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

I kiss you on the forehead, baby just listen

And stick my dick in you but that just might offend you

Not sure how to rhyme but i can bar like foo

Now all im tryna do is get food

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot