This is a song about "Dinner"

Still dreaming up ways to help you niggas die quicker

Trynna scavenge on the streets for some trashy dinner

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

Eyes super clear, you looking in the mirror

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Tv dinners, tampons, soy milk, paint thinner

Type of life a nigga kill or go to jail for

She should say grace before she gets her dinner,

Dream of the fame or a ring on her finger

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

Give me dome, then let me skate

I feel they praisin too much

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch