This is a song about "Food security"

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

All up in her backspace like a delete button

Look at billions we've invested in our "homeland security",

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Now all im tryna do is get food

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot