This is a song about "Eat the booty groceries"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

So athletic at this rap game eat the track like chocolate chips

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

24 bars you nigga gonn eat, fuck all the studying, i read

We never can eat on the carpet

As deep as dawson's creek and shit

Bitches shake their booty

But make sure if they do see

I'm the dream catcher but nothing but nightmares i caught, go to sleep

Off the streets , but then remember the devil still needs to eat.

When i was 8 i used to only eat the broccoli

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Momma in the bathroom poppa at work

Send you back to earth with this, eat the grass and dirt!

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

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message