This is a song about "Staple foods"

Isle full of genetic foods and poisoned viles

Niggas couldn’t tell if i was dead or alive

We original officially the most original

Staple ya hands to ya face and make a dyke give you anal

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

So you staple posters of them in your room, they help your way for stroke

I set goals, take control, drink out my own bottlesi make mistakes but learn from every one

Im lurkin in the shadows waitin for him like a creepy old guy with a staple gun

I'm staple to this center, like a lay up

Street fighter ho, she had that tiger upper cut