This is a song about "Breakfast"

Which spurt blood and turn love to three breakfast courses.

Stussy’s g-shock with my custom pair of 3d glasses

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

Ironic since my drive increased, my driver see the profit

Haters just hate but yet they don't know squat like a leg lift

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

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

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

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

"contemplate", i wrote about her

They vaguely decipher my language

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

This audemar on my wrist, got it harder than missed

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

That ice be onto my neck and wrist

And tell her to make me breakfast