This is a song about "Breakfast"

Yeah, i never dreamed of a gift

Not pieces which you had for breakfast

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

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

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

I can't control my rage,cause i still tied with my pledge

She leave her hair in the sink

And tell her to make me breakfast

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

Send you to hell, you meet the devil, sign a permanent lease

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

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

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

But when i knock this shit off, i'mma go and buy some laker shit