This is a song about "Dinner"

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

And so the muscle flow is something you can't get no muzzel for

Give me dome, then let me skate

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

It's like we both forgot what we were fighting for

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

An still blaming me but we sit at the same table for dinner

I tell them killers they ain't figure what they fightin' for

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Winner winner chicken dinner

And there's little to be glad for

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

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

I'm with three girls at once, call it a 3 course dinner/

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her