This is a song about "Quick food"

I bet you hear that white music

Proved them all wrong right quick.

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

I treat arnette like a net when i stop and shoot

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute

They say it inna quick

P.s eh i ain't trying to nit pick

Streets bad, tyga ill, drake magic

Killing these niggas off quick