It's outrageus, people not having money for food
Tell them people we ain't leaving go adjust dude
Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,
My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun
Swallowing down my tears
Sweet, okay makes sense
I taught about swallowing pills would be quick and lack the pain,
I’ve seen this young’un on the train, i had to pick his brain
Who didn't really care to see, or give a damn if she
I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,
Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude
I dream of a world where us people eat delicious food,
Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit
I was starving, didn't have money to buy food
Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food
Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route
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