This is a song about "Eatin pusy"

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

So if i'm not clubbing, don't think i'm on some jerk shit

Sick of eatin rice, every friday was rinds

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

There's no answer for it, these rhetorical lyrics

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

I quit the shit, i might get high with you

Eatin' crab out in malibu with no boo

I came from underneath the dirt, eatin worms,

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years