This is a song about "Food for thought"

Niggas lookin for me thought i was that nigga castro

Rappers was bullshitting, fuck it i ain't hating though

Try to taste this food for thought, and swear that you don't feel a sting

Niggas getting flipped, i get them done for nothing

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

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Intercourse pausin' for thought,

A bitch ain't nothin' but a dog

Denim front been still kickin' ten zero

Waited for so long; thought you'd never know

Never thought i'd fall for anybody so hard

I'm tryna feel the vibe of mona lisa, studying art

Every morning calls his comrade to come and get him to smoke

Sacrivicing your money for food on hoes you'll end up hungry and broke.

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

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