This is a song about "Kid meal"

You heard the price, on my neck herds of ice

Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

I don't ever fear nothing, i'm forever here

So keep playin the game kid

I’m crimson color painted

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

They can't remember to forget who's fuckin up their meal,

High as fuck, no vinny chase, i just need my henny straight

They giggle as he finishes off his delicate meal made of eight.

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

Leave your inhibitions here

I just ate some rappers, what a wonderful meal

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal