This is a song about "Stamps"

I mean me is there, but it's like three there

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

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

That maybe we can slide intobut now you buriedrest nigga

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

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

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

But i ain't had none in a while i need your aspirations

Kill you, shoot the funeral up and harlem shake at your wake

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

Wear my hat to the back, i'm in a different kind of mood

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