This is a song about "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

But i do quite well with all the bait

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

And if you had more street cred then you'd be dead

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Real nigga no pistol to keep to shoot her

Then eat em up for #early #dinner

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Head for breakfast, fuck for lunch

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

But im takin you out for dinner,

I wonder, if there is any dinner

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her