This is a song about "Breakfast lunch and dinner"

Winner winner chicken dinner

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

Replaced by freak shit i am currently down for

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Bam! too late! now its time for lunch.

He consented and started talkin' with her during their same lunch period

Shakin' like it's parkinsons from the clitoris of kelly clarkson's dick

Like the olympics these youngins just won another metal

I'm fuckin cannibal, and you're just a lunch special

Listen busters, scarier when i finger fuck her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Which spurt blood and turn love to three breakfast courses.

Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

Ill eat your rhymes for brunch, and shit the lines before lunch,