This is a song about "Full english breakfast"

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

She'll tae kwon do anythin' that we mentioned

I eat emcee's like you for breakfast daily,

And you ain't bothered a bit now, baby

The best english speaking people all around the continent

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Just so happens mine they prefer

Unbeatable in english, hit the gym and lyrically display math

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass

And i don’t need a cure

My soul is feelin full,

Screwed in spanish, english, and religion and its just a coincidence

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Never present at breakfast, you just never attended, couldn't digest it.

Statistics say that niggas with no father ain't going to be shit