This is a song about "Goody goody"

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

No fx, in these doper than sess sessions son

So i made him disappear for good

Call levi's we can see about the home cook

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

Banging out niggas with attitude

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Long as she come to me first

Its amazing because kids turned

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Even good times has it bad times, but my good time was good cuz you were good

It’s ironic how i drop some dough when i got them homer simpsons, look