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

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

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

Fucking chin-checkin' punks 'til he's outta breath and done

Mind elevating placed in a safe haven

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

Feels like a demon but its not its just uneven that this guy walks out eaten

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

When the depth chart came, there was no me there

Fur for fur, baby; baby, you'll go stir crazy

Bitch don´t fuck with me, i´ll murder you that´s for free.

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

You aint know yo girl was eaten, you didn't know yo girl beaten by this heathen?

Try to taste this food for thought, and swear that you don't feel a sting

I fly em, i’m outta reachcause denim is everything

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute