Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood
I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,
And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her
Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,
I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot
Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food
Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute
Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food
All my niggas get together to gather loot
It's outrageus, people not having money for food
She bend it over, make that thing look like a work of art
And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,
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