This is a song about "Dinner"

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

And i ain't tripping, my only competition’s the mirror

I'm just thinking from reefer keep on talking from liquor

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Put you on my dinner plate,bitch you sweet

Stuff all the steak on my dinner plate

I don't mind if you niggas hate

I wonder, if there is any dinner

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

Like my flow ain't cold like a new york winter

Shes your sister, you eat that for dinner,

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

Then eat em up for #early #dinner

She should say grace before she gets her dinner,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for