This is a song about "Hard times and chineese food"

And junk food that's been feeding me.

I swear they think i'm crazy

This for my people that stressing whenever times is hard

Want the title but im always fighting under card

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

So much feelings to feel,this a hard times

My passport got stamped before a couple rhymes

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

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

And not a single feature except lil wayne

Man times was very hard i cant even explain

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food