This is a song about "Dinner"

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I’m here forever, these other niggas scribble in pencil

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

You too young and you don't know what i'm fightin' for

I wonder, if there is any dinner

Round two, you're asking me to eat you for dinner

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

Wu-tang gangbanged it, meth ate

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

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

She whimpas as i reside my fingeras for a taste "mmm dinner".

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

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

Low income no bills getting paid

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,