This is a song about "Eating good"

Just to make it in this broadway lights

Her tears are like acid, eating my insides

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

Don’t let me talk about the deal ones

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

I try to tell them i'm one of the

You can bet your bottom dollar the bottom lips will need stitches

Not only eating but i'm living good like kings and queens is

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy