This is a song about "I like food"

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

If you see a bad bitch in the passenger seat

Yeah, inglewoodinglewood always up to no good

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Flyer then the rest of them, still got my nike boots

Charring fools like barbecue food when i spar with dudes,

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

It's outrageus, people not having money for food