This is a song about "Fridge in a closet"

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

We go skate, rape sluts and eat donuts from randy

Bitch i can't let goi been strugglin' too long, thuggin' too longand niggas is stealing my shit

Fuck 2 chainz i got 10 medals in my closet, now your bitch with me as she pop drop and lock it.

Profit it's a empty closet

Now you got me hopped up on that

Without a doubt, a sure-fire way to get your mother fucked

I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment

In a private jet while i'm walking in

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

My tribulations, the causes, the skeletons in my closet,

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

We all know she’s a closet whore,

And slid back north of course to pen more

Ain't no haters to write about, just a cramped up closet that needs cleaning out.

God forgive and we don't, keep my circle small you can't get in my crowd