This is a song about "The hungry"

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

At first i didn't know what i was, but now i know that i'm just hungry for all the buzz

Full of myself, but still hungry

Fuck fame, fuck money

Full of myself, but still hungry

Nigga, rap, you fuckin' suck probably

All the japanese bitches get hungry as i walk by.

As i take you through a ghetto nigga's lullaby

Out in haiti, adolescents barely have a home

It's the work of a killer so hungry with heart made of stone

Cocaine, he had that game in a smash

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Not hungry for my poetry

So many kids are hungry,