This is a song about "Lunch r"

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

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

Ore voir to the doubters, and a punt is every challenge

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

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Cuz i acknowledge i am far more knowledge

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

I'll touch slap her, dap her, plus clap her

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

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

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Gotta get hutch cuz he makes me lunch,

Stop it, i'm hearin' the comments

All my nigears r in the projects

Of masc to the field and double to the r

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car