This is a song about "Dinner date at kobes"

Give me dome, then let me skate

And summer's lease hath all too short a date:

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Winner winner chicken dinner

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Success is what i work for, and when them dudes hate

You know this, i said it on the first date.

See you later at the dinner, cry crocodile tears

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

This for my niggas hustlin until they last minute