This is a song about "Thai food"

All my niggas get together to gather loot

Kinda wack weirdo the kind he eating chinese food

Your worthless man, just like fuckin canned food.

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

And i'm too hot for you haters like thai duck

I be deeping her up, said the d is a drug

And junk food that's been feeding me.

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

My name's kingpin slim and i'mma son of a gun

Mother can't afford to bring food and medicine

I'm puffin on this thai weed, i'm fuckin faded

Heating up like may weather, dog i'm on that floyd shit

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Bad bitches waving at me, real niggas salute

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,