This is a song about "Dinner"

I wonder, if there is any dinner

And you know i paint that picture

I keep what i catch so i'll have you for dinner

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

You is not hip then i can not coach her

Cannibals are waiting for their dinner

The game's a bitch, ooh we got her

Winner winner chicken dinner

Woo-hah, got you all in check

Take home for dinner with soup and bread

But im takin you out for dinner,

We just looking in the mirror

Eatting up weak rapers like its dinner

Ay yo you wonder who i are

It's not a figure of speech when i tell you that i dumped her

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