This is a song about "Need food"

Especially if you don't know what you fightin' for

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

I was starving, didn't have money to buy food

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

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Yea, obie tricepour out a lil' liquor nigga

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

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

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

And in this game you the gators' food

But radio ain't trying to follow suit

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

Only reason you exist bitch i need food to eat

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route