Released: October 28, 2014

Featuring: Raphael Saadiq

Songwriter: JANE HANDCOCK Big K.R.I.T. Raphael Saadiq

Producer: Raphael Saadiq

[Intro: Big KRIT]
What happened to the soul food?
What happened to the soul food?
I’m talkin' good eatin', good seasonin'

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Out here in this world, just tryna make it
Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food's on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

[Verse 1: Big K.R.I.T.]
Grandma's hands used to usher Sunday mornings
Now before Sunday school, I hustle and I'm on it
I can't slow down, nah, a dollar and a dream
In this life you live, you're either the dealer or the fiend
Leanin' horizontal
The acrobats on the corner, they flip
So when them white vans pull up, shawty, we dip
Out of view, could've been a track star at the school
But it took the police just to get that .44 out of you
Dash, sprint, hurdle, over those steel gates
They keep us in and keep folk out but we don't feel safe
As we used to back when we was in a booster
Watchin' our uncles drink coolers, talkin' pound-for-pound bruisers
Over rib bones
Now I sideways tote
How did Bobby Johnson hold it?
Pull the trigger 'til the clip gone
Potato tip, no potato salad
That American pie ain't even snappin'

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Out here in this world, just tryna make it
Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food's on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

[Verse 2: Big K.R.I.T.]
Aromas on the corner, these the soul, they say
Some greens just can't be cleaned and you can't wash out the taste
Of rotten roots
Salted looks and herbs
If it ain't made with love then it ain't fit to serve, I heard
Some get bruised and battered
Thrown away half eaten as if their seeds never ever mattered
It ain't ripe, it ain't right
That's why most people don't make love no more
They just fuck and they fight
What happened to the stay-togethers?
Yeah, I’m with you and that means forever
Grandparents had that kind of bond
But now we on some other shit
Nah, we ain't got no rubbers here
I know she creepin' so that ain't my son
Apples fall off of trees and roll down hills
We can't play games no more cause we got bills
Back in the day, the yard was oh so filled
Now nobody comes around here

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Out here in this world, just tryna make it
Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food's on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

[Bridge: Big K.R.I.T. & (Raphael Saadiq)]
(Never thought it'd be, no soul food on my plate
We gather 'round and lie, bow our heads and pray
And I)
I still remember, the family parties
The happy faces, no broken hearts
Nobody starvin', but all that there is old news
What happened to the soul food?

[Chorus: Raphael Saadiq]
Out here in this world, just tryna make it
Everything I see, sometimes I can't take it
But damn I really miss those times
That soul food's on my mind
Mind, mind, mind

Big K.R.I.T.

Justin Lewis Scott (born August 26, 1986), better known by his stage name Big K.R.I.T. which stands for King Remembered In Time Is an American rapper and record producer hailing from Meridian, Mississippi.

He started his career in 2002 when he was still a teenager with the release of his first mixtape Dirty Thirty which he produced all by himself. Over the next years he would go on to release multiple mixtapes like See Me on top, See Me on Top II, Hood King of the Queen, See Me on Top III, and The Last King.

K.R.I.T’s strong work ethic and lyrical skills got recognition in 2010 when he dropped his mixtape Krit Wuz Here. The mixtape ‘s lead single “Country Shit,” was remixed by rappers Ludacris and Bun B who would later collaborated on other songs with K.R.I.T. in 2011 and charted on Billboard. In the same year, K.R.I.T got signed to Def Jam Recordings and was on the XXL 2011 Freshmen List. He then went on to release his mixtape Return of 4Eva which like the rest of his projects was self-produced.