This is a song about "Come dine with me"

Into fickle forces, we dine with hell and headless corpses.

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

Ya'll had your run, don't ruin ours

Come up to me with something harsh

You couldn't come at me with something better,

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

Come with me and we’ll have a little talk

Only real niggas stay on top

And tired of his shit and tries to just split

Then they come up to me with a fucking loaded

Everybody come with me let me tell you a story

I just tell cj keep on rollin’ that's my shorty

You wanna fuck with it just come at me bro

Ali shaheed muhammad q-tip i'm trynna follow

Dare piss me off, come, shoot you with this 45 glock

Came from the bottom, aiming for the top