This is a song about "Lunch room"

Rise up like a zombie and eat these fuckers for lunch

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

They vaguely decipher my language

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Her mother deftly left the room,

I'm not moving like a cartoon

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

I eat haters for breakfast, lunch, dinner

7 to 8, zoom zoom, boom boom tune

Buff gorilla in the room

Never agree with that message

Gotta get hutch cuz he makes me lunch,

You oughta see this, my modded sneaker is often three much

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

Now you speaking my language

And i never ever skipped lunch,