This is a song about "Food truck"

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

And in this game you the gators' food

We hooked up... in the back of my homeboys truck.

Under pressure i don't sweat like my pores shut

Always on the road again, with omega or the band

So move back, i react, faster than a truck to truck impact

Lifes a big garbage truck

I thought it'd get better but

Like a truck i roll on top of them

Semetex said we’re good, and we’re good then

Truck fit fuck that hilfiger

And i just want to hold her

That i was broke as fuck, driving 'roun in my truck.

Fuck a mask, i want that ho to know it's me, ugh

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit