This is a song about "Dinner"

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

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

Take a black drink it like you don't need a liver

I wonder, if there is any dinner

Had to say it twice, its gettin' late

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

And you’re girl working out, i let my niggas train her

I have a journey to crest have you for dinner

But im takin you out for dinner,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Remember when i used to eat sardines for dinner

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

While his fiends for cream well exceeded the dream she once lived for

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner