This is a song about "Dinner"

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

Our vision never changed, we self made

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

Winner winner chicken dinner

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

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

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Take cee around town as if everything cheap

And ain't it shameful, how niggas blame hoes for givin' birth

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

I keep what i catch so i'll have you for dinner

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Never use the word ours i'm living in the minute