This is a song about "Japanese food"

In pajamas i snuck out to watch santa

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

No clothes for those with no physique, making the japanese look like the greeks

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

You just want jewelry and all them fuckin shopping sprees

I spit like a 猫舌 neko shita, japanese

When he was undressing said it'll only be a minute

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

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

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Banging out niggas with attitude