This is a song about "I eating"

Still standin' and in love with my prideheard frivolous beats, we past that

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

Eating like muhammad ali after ramadan

But everybody is a g with the weed in them

Usually i scare my victims before i go and do my eating

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

When you talkin illest rapper

Eating my soul just like cancer,

I see my picture, when a nigga's gettin richer

Pussy what i be eating for lunch brunch and dinner,

Not a product on the market that can offer this feeling

I ain't gotta flash my money to prove to you that i'm eating

Invading me are eating me

So while the world goes drake crazy