This is a song about "Lunch table"

Dirt poor nigga, i took their free lunch

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

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

Trying to give them light and a message

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

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

Every since then our whole city been horrible

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

Man but this ain't no sign language

Shout out to you shit talkers at my lunch table

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Bullshit for lunch, brown bag nigga

I try to tell them i'm one of the

Baby, you're an angel

While you stand under the table