This is a song about "Eat em up"

Put 'em up, put 'em up!

I know you're mad, but so what

Inked up on my hands and arms, got them jams in my pocket

I'd rather eat a fucking bullet than put up with this shit

Don’t mean i ain't ‘posed to take you down

About to eat up ya whole town

Eat you up, spit you blue, call it pac man

That was six years ago, whips come from japan

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

We will cook you up and eat,

See we’ll be cool as long as you just play your part

My rhymes eat up your lines like a fuckin pop tart

He won't sit down, given the crown

Pick em' up and knock em' down

Grab the fork like precious, and just fucking eat up,

Entrance no charge cause we late to the club