This is a song about "Eat it"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

Make it home round some like 6, to eat well and get fat on some pun-type shit

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Eat the shit rap feeds me then regurgitate it on you critics,

Young nigga's call it slayer. im drinkin out my cup with gin, i'll eat later

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

It should be a fact that i'm dope, cause bitches eat me up like cantaloupe/

Cause you know, aside from me strugglin' or coming up in one of the most

Lyrical manslaughter off you and your mans

Keep it a good stack i eat cheese from hood rats

And leave no remains fuck it ill even eat your brains

But whenever there's pain, that feeling forever remains

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

And its funny. that i eat green and make it too

I won't say i won't eat it if you chef it

Like how the fuck did we miss this kid's shit