This is a song about "You food"

Now all im tryna do is get food

Wet willy shit, pussy i need a minute

With no food in your tummy and nobody to lend you a loan

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

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

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

Life's lemons is bitter, i need another fruit

Trying make a ton of dollars quicker fast food

Fall in love with defeat, throw my endeavors on the shelf

(what up dad?) do you remember buying food for yourself?

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

You food to me duck up in chop stix with a some chops