This is a song about "Breakfast"

I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch

But this is what'll kill me in the end always wanting to avenge

Break bread hold the flour eat my breakfast but never toast to cowards,

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

And tell her to make me breakfast

You know i stick to the script

Top of the food chain, devouring mc's for breakfast

Tryna get inside your mind without that night shift

Lyrically or physically, step to me, you rest in peace

Shovelin' in my breakfast like i don't care about calories

Homie will never love her, although he'll probably have a fit

Never present at breakfast, you just never attended, couldn't digest it.