This is a song about "Eat shit"

Ill eat your rhymes for brunch, and shit the lines before lunch,

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Meaning you eat shit, and i just shit on you

And if i do go you better come through

I'm a son of a gun

When i eat that chicken,

He looked back said "hell yeah, let's eat!"

If he does my soul to keep

We will cook you up and eat,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

I can't eat, i can't sleep

This is the concrete