This is a song about "Dinner"

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

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Ridin' with rats you niggas should be in glass slippers

Major fibber, missin dinner with wistful sinners

Don't always fuck me good, i'm just too cheap to divorce her

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

Winner winner chicken dinner

Yeah i'm gon' leave with her

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

Oh what a cold world for a broke nigga--it's bitter

I show her off, i stunt with her, we do it sweet, they look bitter

Even though her inconsistent intuitions made your missing dinner

But im takin you out for dinner,

When i’m looking in the mirror

Whats gonna be on the dinner plate,

Honey is always the one i'mma call late