You got food? Fuck, I'm starvin. You hook it up with some soul food type shit and I can kick you some of these mothafuckers. They taste like piss but do the job:
i hate looking for quarters when youve done the 'look for quarters' thin in the last month...
it turns into less 'look in drawers' and more 'look in closets'
lol no soul food for king cobra my man
meet me at guinness street and we can do that lol
