This is a song about "Full english breakfast"

I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch

Off track and lately i'm on edge, may be back but nearly fallin off the ledge

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

The reason why they had to give me a deal

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

Break bread hold the flour eat my breakfast but never toast to cowards,

Perfection doesn't exist if it doesn't consume her and the truth hurts

Black women hold it down shawty, it's all love

Which spurt blood and turn love to three breakfast courses.

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

He was very clever in english science and math

His english was slurred so i didn't understand him fully.

And when money is plenty, a lot of nigga's is friendly

I eat emcee's like you for breakfast daily,

Two kids, wide hips, found something in her we didn't see