This is a song about "Country dinner"

God mc oh my god you gotta see

Is in another country

She whimpas as i reside my fingeras for a taste "mmm dinner".

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

But i'm so committed, they have grown familiar

Look's like a chandelier, look in the mirror

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

When we ride!it's the imperial serial killer

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/