This is a song about "Money and food"

Wit a fuck you tattoo no food and a face so pale

And one day you'll get my all, it's insha'allah.. wale

Box logo on my muthafuckin' chest

They have no food, and they sleep on the cement

Like my remy with no juice, you a lot like bishop

Money come and money go still money problems addin up

They'll turn you and flip you like your food and their tongs.

My driver's out of this world, you playing bumper cars

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

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

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

And thats why i got all this food on my tray, nigga

My t-shirts are bathing, a bathing gorilla