This is a song about "Hunger strike"

If i get a mill it's because of my own hunger

Cops rollin' past, rollin' papers in the passenger

She still don't know i made sarah to strangle her

I know you see me now, you can hear the hunger

Long as she come to me first

I felt it, the hunger and the thirst

Take a shot at the excorcist then x em out with these words

But poverty and hunger are frustrating, and just know it hurts,

Will somebody please show me how

I wanna go on strike on life now,

Indeed i strike assassins creed,

Swear i will murk any beat

If i get a mill it's because of my own hunger

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

Freedom from hunger and freedom from pain

I swear i'll never call you bitch again