This is a song about "No food on the table"

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Little nigga so they picked on him, hassled him

You on the table for operation

They have no food, and they sleep on the cement

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

I recollect we used to ball now just living's enoughi stand tall in the winter summer spring or fall

I put my head on the table an sacrificed it all, just to be kicked down infront of them all,

Trying to keep his head up while his eyes are in the bible

Strap my victim down on a table, bashed him like the man was abel

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Couple deals on the table i'm conversating with majors

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

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

But respect is more real, and ambition the key

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