This is a song about "Brunch on a summerday"

Im on a paper chase

Just know that i'm always

Yeah my shit ain't no scratch and win

Women always on a mission

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

And i can see us after school, we'd bomb

Raw, like a hard on wit no condom on

The good kid from the ugly city

Im going on a shooting spree

I'mma let you hang chick

Im a god on the mic

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch