This is a song about "Lunch money"

But you never come when you period is five days

Kids don't get beat up for lunch money nowadays

Feasting off wack mc's just waiting till lunch ends

I think i've got some enemies disguised as friends

Gonna pump my for lunch no stealing

With a note there and im thinking of reading

Three lunch boxes a week,

Nightmare on any street

Rise up like a zombie and eat these fuckers for lunch

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

Even if you not a stripper

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

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

Gotta get hutch cuz he makes me lunch,

Aw fuck y'all! ay fuck the judge