This is a song about "Stamps"

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

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

But what would you do if you had food stamps and welfare?

It's been a half a year, i say we take it there

Trying not to live on food stamps and eat at gas stations,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

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

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

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

And it's hard to pay, even with food stamps and medicaid,

And we better than all these mutha fuckas up in this era

Making money in manillas, but buying food stamps with a vista