This is a song about "Eating botty"

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

Third ward general, young cash money

Top dawg eating luxury pedigree

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Thats another way for me to release this eating hurt

I take em out their misery, make it harder to breathe

And my deliverance is carnivorous, yeah im eating beef

And now that i’m getting money

Invading me are eating me

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Because i see right through your disguise

While you chinese be eating flies