This is a song about "Unhealthy eating habits"

Falling back into old habits, got to make a statement

I'm driving in a stolen truck, and i'm probably fucking drunk

Eating my soul just like cancer,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

Only thing omitted is a baby or a wedding ring

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

See i ain't tryna think about no phone bills

But that's just the shit for me to release my habits

Mobb deep shook it but prodigy took it a lil' too far

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

You see its one of my habits

The youngest of my mother kids

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Man these bitches got unhealthy kitchens

Weight stand out like pimples and cold-sore lips