This is a song about "Dinner"

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

Winner winner chicken dinner

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

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

But im takin you out for dinner,

But hey yo look, money from across the street

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Murder bet i wrote her, kudos to the killer

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

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Little white boy, shoutout mac miller

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

And then along came the wrong man for her