This is a song about "Eatin"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Razor sharp flow, masculin delivery, eatin' laxatives

Its eatin me alive im slowly losin my composure

‘cause i’m addicted and you the drug, cold turkey? no sir

Gods of cold like we eatin ambrosian,

The race war, when it's us against all of them

Poppa took the television, but left the radio

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

Just to fit in, til i learned i could hurt them so much, so i started eatin lunch,

I'm too explosive for your ears like i'm throwing bombs

Got these amateurs eatin out of my palms

Eatin pussy up for dinner man that shit smell like salmon

Whole team in dem new drops; nigga you should go && go cop one