This is a song about "Not eating"

Letter to the ghetto, hold your head high

Just sit about eating your life of pi,

Any young nigga with visions when he's sleeping

No rations or resources for eating//

High heel wearer, hell of a body

Invading me are eating me

But this ain't physics or rocket science

After eating burgers and chips

Just stay smartkeep your mind on your bank roll

This writers block, is eating me whole

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

And eagerly im eating up the greenery speedily

I pipe in and one night her

Eating my soul just like cancer,