This is a song about "Ordering food in subway"

To pay for the food in his garden its almost time for harvest its a combination of toxins

About to have another baby, like a rose from the concretegrowing within, blessed with twins

Have you ever been sitting in a room with no food.

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

I'm not an asshole i just don't give a fuck a lot

Im starved got you in my pot call it food for thought

Worked hard so the fridge always had food

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Birds in the sky fluttered with their high numbers in search of food

That'd be the day his label treat him like a signal fade

Or watch your girl's ovaries laid to put some food in your plate

Why me, i say it cause we number one

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

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

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute