This is a song about "Im the ill eat"

I eat wack rappers like im from hungary

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Suffering a midlife crisis, but have you seen how ridiculous my wife is?

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

Everybody judging off a single i ain't even pick

Ill stick his balls to his jaw, so he can eat meat that's raw, and get sick

Ambition is priceless that’s something in your veins

And leave no remains fuck it ill even eat your brains

Ill say im your friend then ill snap your neck

Sunroof flow so over your head

Eat the beef im a carnivore consume your green herbivore

Without a second thought, but you got my respect is all

I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a bomb

Im moving and before long ill be gone

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

No coach bag if i go with that, snake skin tote that cobra clutch