This is a song about "Amit eats sausage"

Amit says he wants to do it, well i guess we gotta do it

Trying to get you hot and wet you know jacuzzi that shit

Lead to his demise eats up all mc's he deep fries

Get ya' cake right, every chicken wanna slice

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

‘cause when it come to winning, convincing is only been a few

You thought his orten, but his a rhino he eats guys like you,

We gotta find peace and end the war in the streets

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

They want me unemployed, until i hit the streets

A freak, he's a beast unleashed, an emcee who just eats beats,

Shit, caught up in your perfect world, you never heard me cry

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Swear to god that i can solve them without involving revolving michael or amit

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep