This is a song about "Microwaveable food"

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

And you call this shit rape but i think that rape's fun

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute