This is a song about "Im the ill eat"

I can't see your album coming, that shit's like a sucker punch

Ill eat your rhymes for brunch, and shit the lines before lunch,

If he does my soul to keep

Dont have the strength to eat

Say hi , but don't forget i also said bye god damn your thigh my tounge is

Ill teach smith and wesson a lesson like freshmen with the lyrical bullets im blessed with

Im carving the cavity in mcs that manfully stand to me, but ill beat them up

Take a puff from the blunt and watch the smoke swirlmy mossberg goes boom, what's another plug

Until the day i die, i promise to be wisewith my heart open, greed brings only misery

Whether im in rap war or a skirmish, ill be the one who reemerges screaming victory

They giving pounds and that before get the money

Im sick for medical the ill mind is approved for me

With some soccer moms where they like to fucking sit and mingle

Niggas think im sweet so eat my up like a popsicle

I'll show you where my rare essence is at, the adolescence of rap

When im in the rap game if they say that, ill put them in my duff...le bag!