This is a song about "Eat thet shit"

I keep my money neat

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

I could eat a bowl of alphabet soup and shit out a smarter statement than that.

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

Develop a itch, flicked switch and eat shit.

Because there ain't no coming back from that

Why do people eat up the shit he supplies?

I run the summer, don't plan on sharing prize

Hold on you can see my vision

When i eat that chicken,

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

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

That's why she in the club like fuck it, though

I'm gonna eat you up and shit you out, yo.