This is a song about "Dinner"

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

I was just a beginner, ain't have shit for dinner

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

Or put in prison like i was a cannibal eating peeps lips for dinner

So if i do call it's just a check

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I wonder, if there is any dinner