This is a song about "Junk food"

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So i banged for a minute

Now all im tryna do is get food

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

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

Banging out niggas with attitude

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

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

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

And in this game you the gators' food

But rather than singing non praise the dude