This is a song about "Food for thought"

Waited for so long; thought you'd never know

Bitch i'm dope but my pipe is so yellow

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

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

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

(what up dad?) do you remember buying food for yourself?

I’m callin’ on you ’cause i can’t do it myself

You thought i wasnt gonna ask for it

Say she told her i wouldn’t shit

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

Wouldn't have thought about it, for a second,

I put it to your mug, and it ain’t gonna wait

Cared none for what others thought was at steak/

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

You see they way out they minds with no return ticket