This is a song about "Fujian food"

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

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

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one

Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

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

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

I wonder why we take from our women

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

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