This is a song about "Mid or feed"

But now i've been freed i continue to feed,

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

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

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

The winner in the end is the one you feed.

Cause when in danger those niggas changepuff weed

For the whole week, no time for cold feet

Hate is what you release, and thats what i feed

Baby mammas on the corner—little mouths to feed

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

Shout out to mid-majors, who forget what they major

There she go, just what the doc's been lookin for

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

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

To feed an addiction

You're uncool like my mother kin