This is a song about "No food in the fridge"

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

I walk around understanding the politics

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

With no food in your tummy and nobody to lend you a loan

Young money, cash money so strong, keep scorin’, i’ma bring it on home

? all white but the phantom is all black

To put food on the table..clothes on his back

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

I can make music that makes sense, but not meant to be stable

I'm just grateful there's a roof and food on the table

And in this game you the gators' food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

I take a sip of hennessy and then get pissy drunk

I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment