This is a song about "Dinner"

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

Play this shit while you contemplate

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

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

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

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

I wonder, if there is any dinner

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

All dem niggas gonna hate

She whimpas as i reside my fingeras for a taste "mmm dinner".

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

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

Nobody ain't own us yet

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

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are