This is a song about "Food web"

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

Move on, a war going on outside no one is safe from

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Best on this web-site,oh wait you already knew it

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

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

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

You caught in the web of that woman

And i listen to common

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude