This is a song about "Korean food"

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

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

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

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

And in this game you the gators' food

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

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

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

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

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

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude