This is a song about "Food for thought"

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

Walkin through the streets wearin jewels, breakin niggas makin moves

The kids are wasting food while others ache for the day they get aid from groups

Face down, ass up, ain't none of my bitches planking though

Waited for so long; thought you'd never know

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

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

Im starved got you in my pot call it food for thought

Turn 'em off! time to set it off, get you wet and soft

Niggas lookin for me thought i was that nigga castro

The roc to allido, they all believe me though

Who would of thought, someone like me wanted this for the cause

Took a shot, tired of runnin from the niggas and the cops

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

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