This is a song about "Fujian food"

I swear they think i'm crazy

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

And in this game you the gators' food

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

Cause what is love if you ain't discover love at heart

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route