This is a song about "Healthy eating"

Eating my soul just like cancer,

Got your whore doing shit that's uncalled for

Man but this ain't no sign language

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

I should have known from the start boy

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

She od's on louboutin, she work at that nudie bar

So now we in the hotel, mirrors on the ceiling

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

Im full of generosity, healthy from eating my broccoli,

And every woman looking at you knew that you was lucky

While you chinese be eating flies

Rollin' down the four o five