This is a song about "Dinner"

Then eat em up for #early #dinner

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

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

Fuck what they selling, it's reality living in the mirror

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

With a gun, wish i could see him clearer

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

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

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

And if that means that i'm askin for too much