This is a song about "Quad feeds"

A demon that feeds of my inner g

She going to borrow some money

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

Soon as para finite will paralyze her existence

You is just a groupie bitch and groupie bitch, no i am sick

And a needle that's injected feeds him intravenous fluid,

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

I raped her riped her up,on bed sheets supper time big feeds my needs

My music feeds on sadness and rage,

Magic city a lil bit of change

You say you hate it but that just feeds the people whos running it.

Chickens and waffles instead, and right back to this balling shit

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

A potential threat to the dictators selling you silly feeds

In your ass like it feeds your appetite

Had a woman bust it taking that matter right