This is a song about "Food in my belly"

Rub on buddha's belly

I'd done stacked many

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

I make you feel like it is 10 below

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

I'ma get this girl that be stuffin my bricks

Dopeboyz hatin' but them faggots is a lotta talk

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

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And in this game you the gators' food