This is a song about "Eatin ass"

The way we eatin her we gonna need bibs with a side of cribs,

I'm murdering instrumentals cause i rap with the conscience

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

But all she ever want me to do is unzip her jeans

Eatin' all the rappers, got their names on my plate

Type of nigga to jerk off to his own sex tape

This shit get critical, always gotta get different one

Eatin pussy up for dinner man that shit smell like salmon

Come over here, he's blastin' rap music, eatin' pizza,

Live for tonight, before tomorrow's amnesia