This is a song about "Food my dudes"

I go to war, old timbs, battered boots

Why act like your two different dudes?

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Treat my lyrics like the fucking food you eat and i'll keep you,

And i ain’t gotta say i’m fly, this g5 with the crew

For every black thought, i thought i caught roots

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

But even healthy dudes be alarmed that my teeth will sever you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue

I only consider few my true dudes

So you can ask black thought if i know my roots

My noxious raps lean you dudes with overdoses

Don't know why you even ask, ain't nobody hot as this