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

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

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

You're mentally disable,you're like snacks to randy ,you're on his table.

I don't care what the fuck you do but if fucking speak of me you will

I bled on the bed and then on da table

Riding shotgun uptown,blowin out the bubble

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,

Come on over to the scene, grab a table, let me take a look at that there.

I split the blunt and rolled the fat one up deadly -- babylon beware

It was like balancing a house of cards on a crooked table,

Every since then our whole city been horrible

I set the bowl of cereal down on the table and turn on the television

I'm grand theft auto, racketeering, larceny, conspiracy, murder one

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

I set the bowl on the kitchen table and walk over to the cereal