This is a song about "Food that you haven t eaten"

My flow ain't to fast and t ain't to slow, just so perfect that you could never know

Creep with methrough that immortal flowthug passion got you tremblinglike death on the row

Guess you could call me by my name b double o t.

I’m pushing that way where you came out as a baby

Huslin' erday to that dah only sh*t that we know

And ya section know when any day tecs could blow

Niggas wanna know why i'm so nice

Hold up, check that his food for any lice,

Mind elevating placed in a safe haven

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Holes all in ya t-shit, call that holy moly

You see now that nigga lonely

And if you play avicii one more time get ready to get eaten..

Snapping necks and records in matter of seconds check 'em son