This is a song about "Eating contest"

Can't contest so he go leave to harvest

You was bigger than an artist

Left hand staggerin' on her muthafuckin' breast

My conquest keeps me dissin, this shit just isn't a contest

Enough to drive a man insane, a woman insane

It's not even a contest like exhibition game,

There ain't no stopping this, it is no contest

Deliver the bomb shit from the east to west

It's not even a contest like exhibition game,

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again

I'm singin poems for supporters of my songs

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

When my competition ain't much

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,