This is a song about "Dinner"

Stir up all these feelings inside of her

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

Baby told me that she never memorized a verse

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

That involve ballpark franks and silver duct tape

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

Flower bomb detonator iv tech in route

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

So i told her i got something you've been waiting for

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

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror