This is a song about "Eat"

Eat human flesh rare as steak

They say them colors must be fake

Five shots she ready to leave

I like to eat cherries

Eat it with my pistol.

Baby girl my stroke official

You can't learn if mistakes ain't made

When i eat off ya plate

More money that mean less sleep

I sell and eat human meat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

A hundred degrees, i dove in and started to eat

Eat you like i eat millions of civilians,

Making records they want, that was wrecking my brilliance

I can't eat, i can't sleep

Cause talk is cheap