This is a song about "Dinner"

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Winner winner chicken dinner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

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

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

It's like we both forgot what we were fightin' for

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her