This is a song about "Taste food"

I'd fuck fate herself if she had the taste

Don't take more than i can get to prevent waste

But they sold jello in the paint

At twenty eight i'll have plenty of taste

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route

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

They see me in that lavender tank, you'd rather just faint

Tailored wif attitude and faith, sailors of forttuide and taste,

And this is only a taste

But, shorty i'm far from a saint

My name hold weight and you don't really keep the bar raised

Careful not to waste, give everybody a taste,

Snakes are just curious of how you taste

Niggas shiver and diemultiple rounds found laced

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some