This is a song about "Dinner"

Hey, the mind state of a winner

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

I wonder, if there is any dinner

I gotta bounce, i don’t call her

Got the perfect plan to help me get her

She should say grace before she gets her dinner,

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

I decided to boss up, life's a bitch and i court her

And i'm not bragging, i'mma be in her

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

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

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

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her