This is a song about "Quick and taste foods"

And a fist full of money give it to a fifth grade

And gave you a bag of lays i hope they taste great

Sneak is loose and kids taste so nice

I’m on these niggas mind like lice

Tailored wif attitude and faith, sailors of forttuide and taste,

Of the very same baby that the virgin mary raised

Shame on themyour legs too little and your t-shirt big

They try and copy it, they run but not as quick

Coming out hard and sick,coming out sharp and quick

Puts the pieces of decomposing bodies in plastic

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Of things to accomplish, and write a date quick

You little niggas little league i'm the real thing

Just face it like eights and embrace the taste i'm creating

Feeling like it’s armageddon and imabout to get a ride quick

With a staggerin' pack of cocaine in the sack of my dick