4/7 food...

This is food for thought get a plate, reservations set a date, Ima set the record straight appetite like I ain't ate/ upped my weight, stayed the nicest breathed into that which was lifeless, these days to understand nutrition is to master literary devices/ it's an agricultural crisis corporates redefined 'natural', oil and gas to push cargo so this winter I can have apples?/ yet I'm the asshole- I just want what's in season for good reason, heed the words step in my shoes and you can walk and talk like Stephen/ now we eatin! Speaking of my hunger most'll wonder how a fucking cucumber wakes one from slumber feeling younger/ the answer's under your nose just head south to the mouth, the type of food that goes in effects the rhymes that come out..