This is a song about "Eat a nugget"

Hoes blow for me, i maestro, shit

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

I probably would wear 'em but my dick don't fit

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

Shit but work a nine to five so i can properly eat,

Chasing for the wind but you never win the track meet

Print a receipt out my ass crack for you to eat.

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

I swear i'll never call you bitch again

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

And you don't wanna go to clubs no more and

And eat him alive i'm a c.m punk

Nugget, biscuit, nugget in a biscuit.

Ya’ll be highly obliged when i drop my shit