This is a song about "Hungry bitches"

20 racks really thats sneaker money

So many kids are hungry,

Busta-ass motherfuckers tried to flee

Full of myself, but still hungry

You just servin yourself, go pull up to pump three

So i speak the language of loaf of bread to the hungry

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

I try not to obey them at anytime

Haven't felt this hungry since i started rapping, capping bitches like it was napping/

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

For when im hungry later

Just blink twice and i’m there where you are

I'm screamin' out fuck the police

I-i-i-i'm hungry, hungry from the munchies

I flow sweet like honey in your tummy im funny and hungry

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree