This is a song about "Eat"

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

I'm a eat, burp, and leave.

I can't eat, i can't sleep

From the back seat, back seat

Low income no bills getting paid

Eat human flesh rare as steak

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

Crawl before you walk, chew before you eat

A hundred degrees, i dove in and started to eat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

And im ready to eat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Fuck with me best believe i'm a beast so i'll eat

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

Faith, all you need is the size of a mustard seed

Powdered milk, that's how it feels, we need somethin' to eat,