This is a song about "Fine ass for breakfast"

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

I love my city, fine girls, big tittys, suck a dick for fifty,

Top of the food chain, devouring mc's for breakfast

Tell the fucking teacher that this burlap sack is filled

And tell her to make me breakfast

Weight on my chest like i body build

My man got a feel for your ass

A wise nigga told me don’t chase that cash

I’m sick of busting my ass for this minimum wage,

I was taught to act my shoe size, never my age

Been out here hustling on these streets, ain't had a chance to speak

Comes to fine out you was only there for a week

The baddest of the bunch i'm eating rappers up for breakfast

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

Been working overtime, anytime's fine for me to let out/

Cuz if i hit it now these feelings take a different route