This is a song about "Dinner"

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Talk sharp like a razor blade

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

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

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

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

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

Hightalking back to the screen drinkin' liquorhavin' big dreams of gettin' richer

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

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

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner