This is a song about "Food sport"

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

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

Some old bitch that we did before

Go show them sport yea what you were made for

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Yeah, um, as you can probably tell from listening to this record

It's outrageus, people not having money for food

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And for sport i'm gonna finish you; lyrically not physically

If we thinking success is only measured by your money

Running from the motherfuckin' cops like it's an olympic sport,

Life was diggin’ me deeper, i kept on coming up short