This is a song about "Lunch ime"

Bam! too late! now its time for lunch.

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,

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

Now you speaking my language

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

But dont get it twisted ime a fighter,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

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

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

About the way i'm feeling

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

Bout to do some mods right after lunch