This is a song about "Shoting food"

Cause i’ve been counting all this dirty paper for a minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

And fiendin' for my mercedessuckers scatter

Tell them to keep it running, i’m keeping the grass cut

Cuz we see food differently, don't get ya cock stuck,

And isaiah say one day your time will come

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Edible, these artists are garbage, i'm leafy lettuce food

And if it's in your possession then follow the directions my dude

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

And i'm the type of muhfucka that'll share you, shoot

Get my employees up on food stamps and work in fast food,

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute

Cause i remember all them nights when we had no food