This is a song about "Eating people"

I'm everywhere eating at you, locust swarm/

Make a cold heart broad whole inner parts warm

While you chinese be eating flies

Picture me lettin this chump survive

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Usually i scare my victims before i go and do my eating

When you're eating free lunch, people have the hope you lack,

Bitch i got that fucking swag, you don't know my fucking dad

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

This writers block, is eating me whole

My goal is going gold with out selling my soul

Could make the eyes of the blind perform

While im eating an ear of corn