This is a song about "Dinner"

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

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

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

I was alerting her just to reinsert in her

And that i spent the night with her

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

Round two, you're asking me to eat you for dinner

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Give me dome, then let me skate

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,