This is a song about "Food love"

And my bank account look just like a phone card

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

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

So just let me get it, girlwhen it's all said and done

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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

See i tried to spread the d, welcome to my run and gun

Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine