This is a song about "Thai food"

Yeah my niggas stay with a little attitude

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Yellin and merk off fat dog food purina

Southern comfort food, mashed potatoes, fried chicken,

Got a fuckin' blog that needs a post? i can get it done

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

And as i can't gather enough food to eat

Got me counting my blessings, it took me a-d to see

I got food in the fridge, i got food in the pantry,

And in this game you the gators' food

But rather than singing non praise the dude

Lickin fast-food wrappers, the cap-stone capper

Niggas who be rapping how real they are

Now all im tryna do is get food

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