This is a song about "Meal"

Pursuin' my happiness, suitable rapper here

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Cheat and steal to eat a meal, make the hardest meet the makers,

You send me beats via email, i'mma send them back in a hearse

Scoop pills, 5 g's on a phone bill

Call this shit the meal kill

They can't remember to forget who's fuckin up their meal,

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

I got to make sure that i can play here

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

Touching on that ass, tryna get a feel

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

So while i hold this bottle of ciroc with a hand full of ass

"you are my slave now, cook me up a fucking meal." (hahaha) *evil laugh*

Who woulda thought a lil nigga from the ville could get a deal

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