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

Couple deals on the table i'm conversating with majors

George bush got some nerve, fuck a war, we trying to serve

To my young nationparticipation, more hesitation could turn lethal

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

Papa set the beer down on the table and started to tear

And when i'm done with her, ain't no other male to compare

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

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And in this game you the gators' food

Words sharp like a jerry rice curl route

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Kaiser soze, we never see him

You on the table for operation

#3 my homework's on the table, so now ill never finish it cause the killers here,

Dealin with no mom, all the pain i've undergone has shaped what you hear here in your ear