This is a song about "Healthy eating"

Go to hospital healthy and walk out with fractures,

There was a time when they hated all the southern rappers

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

My mama smoked so god damn much

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides

And i'm on you rapper's ass like brake lights

Make the class supersize but not fat, healthy composition is where its at

Just gettin you a job then i zip that broad tryina get in them walls like ghost dad

But even healthy dudes be alarmed that my teeth will sever you

Aiyyo, them niggas from the three two, said i can't breeze through