This is a song about "Eatin pusy"

They knee deep in today, ain’t too fond of tomorrow

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

* ron isley harmonizes throughout but sings no real lyrics

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

Didn't know her but i'm confirming that she sure gurgled dick

Eatin niggas, killin niggas, makin dope music.

I came from underneath the dirt, eatin worms,

And i swear, my lord, i been down to earth

Two bad bitches in the back, they pretty everybody look

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

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

Dropped out of school never made it to the 12th grade

Cause i chose to puff a blunt and drink a beer with my homiesbefore we find world peace

See i'm fuckin' em up and i'm eatin', so fuck y'all haters, y'all can clap with ease,

Not of sound mind eatin liver with some fava beans

Because i'm seventeen, compose my own beats