This is a song about "It lunch time"

Pad on the heel that's a passion of mine

I guess it's good, it passes the time,

Is it already time

If i had on 'bama line

I ain't hating on you, rock them shines

Then back it up more then lunch lines

Hairs away from qualifying, still got free lunch, that's how it feels,

And, yeah, we heard you got it locked but like dem socks we on your heels

Beef: i hammer mine

And seek it one more time

And get the cake, then i'll tell them that's the winners pay

I still remember the moment, at lunch time when you spilled my tray

But when her friend visits i doesn't get it much

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

Yo, it's lunch time/ put a beat on/ write a punch line/ just for practice/ write some

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come