This is a song about "Leftover thai food"

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Bodyguard for what? dog, i'd rather shoot

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

You can all get hit and we ain't lenient to women

Watching me sober cautiously, leftover blood drips an drips

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

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

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.