This is a song about "Eatin ass"

Cause you be lookin fatter from eatin too many peanut butter pancakes

For repair i've mastered the airways spitting faster then sound waves

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

I bagged it up, put it on the block and couldn't flip

I guess she thought she'd get away, wouldn't hear the cries

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Yet, it is forever and a day to forgive and forget one

Thats like a fat dude eatin mad food n dying of famine

Its eatin me alive im slowly losin my composure

Give me billboards, whatever that people will kill for

We eatin an u cleaning all the dishes ass nigga,

I know i'm not the only bastard in america

Rollin’ and chokin’ and movin’ slow motion, i’m floatin' on good

But really your lyrics have no taste its like eatin a piece of wood