This is a song about "Food processors"

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

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

All my niggas get together to gather loot

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

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

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

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Make them more insecure when they caught one

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Go to school today, tomorrow, the day after

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper