This is a song about "Shoting food"

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

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Make her surrender &reconsider real nigga

Middle finger missing so i can not give a fuck

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

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

And i'm man-genie, flyer than the rest of them

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

Now me, stalley, and meek wanna see ross get the a-rod loot

Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude

No doctors and lawyers or nurses and cops, just fast food,

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

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