This is a song about "Food for thought"

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

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

Then never touch it, like your goatee it's grown for years

It's nuts, how does he got such an appetite for food rappers

I quit rapping for awhile, smile gone thought i moved on

Cause in my criminal mind, nobody violates the don

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

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

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

Fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

In this fucking line at ralph's buying granola bars

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

Didn't talk for months/ hid food because i couldn't get

For that living large, but mama i ain't done yet