This is a song about "Meal"

Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

They giggle as he finishes off his delicate meal made of eight.

Churches with dirty pastors my people pass the collection plate

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Call this shit the meal kill

If you're not really here

I went out , got some meal

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

I dare a nigga try to make a meal outta whats mines

Everything you dojust wanna let you know, how we feel

And my last name is cook but im the one eating the meal

Like a pig cooked from live into a meal for five,

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

East coast, still them w's just raised up for real

Save up for some mcdonald's value meal