This is a song about "A breakfast up"

Slow sink, can't breath, no remorse, dont think

And tell her to make me breakfast

It's gonna be a fight up

I thought it'd get better but

Cleaning em up with a mop./

Got a beans if you wanna pop

I'm a saint you ain't gonna step up

Some of you bitches look stupid as fuck

Hold up, hold up, hold up, popped a molly (popped a molly)

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

The baddest of the bunch i'm eating rappers up for breakfast

All we do is work white, sorta like a dentist

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

My mama smoked so god damn much