This is a song about "Shoting food"

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

I'm gettin money til my pockets need a tummy tuck

Have to move that bitch so far she need a postcard

And pawn shops and thrift stores and food lion, nail it hard,

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Pound you and crush you like some cheap canned food.

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

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

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

If you gonna do it, do it nigga

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

When i'm fuckin' and we on cloud nine for that minute

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Keep your mouth locked, screwed and glued