This is a song about "Im the ill eat"

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

Somethin that cant be helped, we need new leaders to guide them towards the positive

And im ready to eat

Cause talk is cheap

Ill say im your friend then ill snap your neck

They two now, and haven’t seen their godfather yet

From the ghetto to the 'burbs, know we meant, every word

Ill fuckin eat ya live, u an indian, im the cupboard

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

Olajuwon, james hardeny’all niggas new to the sceneand that’s my nigga, supper club

I'll whip a 750 if it's black on chrome

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone