This is a song about "Eating shit"

Where you gotta give up your lifestyle for everything

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

Got on my suede shoes, i'm in a great mood

And eating you like a cannibals dinner food

So i'm gonna keep making, smoking and eating,

I can out-preach a deacon once the words get to speaking

Eating my soul just like cancer,

And then along came the wrong man for her

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Now you speaking my language

This writers block, is eating me whole

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