This is a song about "Lunchtime"

Beetle the skin on my female that's word to cee-lo she fine

I'm so fed up of being hungry i treat rappad like it's lunchtime

I shoot you and kill ya homie, with the same damn nine

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

I'll ring your door during lunchtime

Heart of a lion, tell em get in line

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

D.c. pg is with me see that bentley that ain't mine

They ain’t got no life ‘cause they always on mine

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

Gucci rocking his gold rollie, i'm rocking mine

Rappers are hungry looking at me like it's lunchtime

When i throw in a punchline at into the front line like its lunchtime,

I'll be the underline i'm-trynna get beside you like the number 9, dime