This is a song about "Kill feed"

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Cause when i'm in the stable all the ponies i will feed

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

Kill kill kill that's my motherfucking mind set

So if i do call it's just a check

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

But even then there are sharks waiting to feed.

I wanna feed my babys kids

We buy cars, y’all flip whips

Cause when i'm in the stable all the ponies i will feed

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

My father's dead, well i don't know, we'll never fucking meet

Imma be like your mummy - just shut up and feed,