This is a song about "Dinner"

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

If this was a game, i already know that i would come out winner

Winner winner chicken dinner

When i’m looking in the mirror

I wonder, if there is any dinner

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Throw up your motherfuckin middle finger

And then along came the wrong man for her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

Rae took on the date with the purple tape

I wanted a brother my mother i told her

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner