This is a song about "Dinner"

But she sure can get you high if the coke let her

I was just a beginner, ain't have shit for dinner

I said you look like my ex-girlfriend, sister

But im takin you out for dinner,

And that i spent the night with her

Winner winner chicken dinner

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

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

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

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

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

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer