This is a song about "How i love food"

Maybe it's hatred i spew, maybe it's food for the spirit

While you mothafuckas waiting, i be off the slave ship

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money

I make food for the family, go back to insanity

Sang sittin there kickin it with malcolm, 'til the day came

No theory can explain how i love the pain, blood drips like rain

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

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

It's cause of you, see, you let him do that

Your gonna learn how to love it

It's nuts, how does he got such an appetite for food rappers

Guns everywhere, like the car came with hammers

How could you love her and

I fear no opponent