This is a song about "Dinner"

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

She should say grace before she gets her dinner,

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

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

To the homestead suites to drink liquor

Then eat em up for #early #dinner

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

Greenist moncler shit, earth tones in the winter

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

I see a f-cken stargot your momma screamingohh look in the mirror

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

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

I'm gettin discouraged with her