This is a song about "Breakfast"

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

I eat emcee's like you for breakfast daily,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

And tell her to make me breakfast

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

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

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

Money never ever hurt 'cuz rapping got a lot of perks

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

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

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit

But she gon’ get this dick and chew me up just like some double mint

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