This is a song about "Miss menguy food bae"

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Dudes that bark shit deserve nothing less than pet food

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Now all im tryna do is get food

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Im controlling the air, like a gentry decision

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

But is it really cocky if you know that it's true

The voice inside my head (i miss you, i miss you)

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

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

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Rockin so much ice they call me snow bae.