This is a song about "Lunch bro"

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

Its time for shit to change,word bro

Educate yourselves, of africa

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

Because this man was murdered, he wasn't out for lunch

To understand that the fucking faggot didn't like me much

Word~! don't nobody talk no more they all text message

Tuckin' heat in dungarees and overalls, the free lunch,

Be beside, lord, just give the right to desire or admire such

And mama doesn't make enough, so you're eating the free lunch,

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch