This is a song about "Eating girl"

Jim chose to give his work to smash in dough

Eating late at night, with my bro

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Wolf gang be on that wrist split splatter

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

It go microphone check, one, two, yola

Inferior, but i'm nice

While you chinese be eating flies

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce

They say the money talks and bullshit walks