This is a song about "Dinner"

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

She should say grace before she gets her dinner,

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

I'll be nothin' but a replica lookin' in the mirror

I wonder, if there is any dinner

Too late now we're friends, i surely prefer

Winner winner chicken dinner

You wear a shirt, my records sell yes sir

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

"contemplate", i wrote about her

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Account overdraft what i got this debit for

I'm takin' notes, havana flow, i'm feelin' special

Inner winner morbid splinter sizzled dinner movie rental

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".