This is a song about "Brunch"

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

Though i'm chasing dreams i don't ever care for sleeping much

They vaguely decipher my language

Maybe the killer likes to eat people for brunch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

I never use a fork i always spoon her

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage