This is a song about "Hypnotized welfare pouted"

Actually i'm on welfare and poor, smack 'em, live with blacks,

Mic defibrillator give you haters heart attacks in advance

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'm on welfare just to make sure i get some kind of money

Child support and welfare

And bad bitches give me head and tell

He took it to pitchfork, he couldn't get a sentence

Is that block of welfare singles that the government gives,

From the womb, my newborn child

One look at you and im hypnotized

The louisiana cajuns and texans, still refuse welfare,

Gas 'em like a rental, when i take off, tell the bitch take care

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

It's justice for all but 90 percent unfair

End up workin' at mcdonalds, on welfare and give 'em hell,

And she ain't gay, but the only thing she like is fucking chanel