This is a song about "Dinner"

Tonight no pitchers, everything's straight

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Something like serena mixed with trina, have you seen her

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

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

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

And please never disrespect my set

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

I wonder, if there is any dinner

I'm gettin discouraged with her

Hey, the mind state of a winner

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

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

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