This is a song about "No money to eat"

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

A demonic soul that needs to eat.

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Trying to make money so my family could eat

No money in pocket

Free earl, that's the fucking shit

Human meats good to eat

I keep my money neat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And im ready to eat

Got no money to help me sustain. writing these songs has had me

Particularly, these bitches that's inner ugly and outer pretty

And girl, i ain't got no money to borrow

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow