This is a song about "Food poisoning"

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

The watch cost me 2; your bitch, free

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

Niggas start listenin', and what i'm givin' them

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

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