This is a song about "Eating you out"

Hands and feet i'm securing, eating you alive i'm wolfing, i'm on par but i ain't golfing

Martin luther i must’ve seenmixtape, mix ya body with tapethat’s what that green’ll bring

Before you tell me about veggies, i'll have you know that you're eating pesticides

Bet they on my dick tonight, all my women fly as shit, why your bitches scared of heights

Fuck, condom pocket, luckily, i brought one

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

I cop weed for less of a percentage than i fucking plot seeds

No sensuality you said it wasn't a problem eating these pussies

Matter fact i am farmer john milkin' cattle tracks

Help out a friend who's living with the rats and eating scraps

Face severed, ripping you to shredders eating you like cheddar,

All this flow that i give em, i live by the code and i'll leave her

I left the city for a minute but it's still on my back

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

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

I got banana clips, eating banana chips, digest a rap, came out your shit,