This is a song about "Lunch meat"

It's cool cause the radio don't do much

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

Now shining in the broad day light, go figure

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

And i never ever skipped lunch,

I feel they praisin too much

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Yeah you can call me new meat

And that's why they called you bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich