This is a song about "Meal"

Musical ideal, so keep this up and i'll eat you like a meal/

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

I went out , got some meal

All my love to these queens in here

I see the same hodon't get mad, i'm only bein real

Appeal and im not looking for a man but i get the meal

Full course meal ingesting the pain

I wanted the money and never the fame

Back to times square...i got dimes here

Soon as im home, yo, im cookin up a meal

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

Even though i never said i was real i steal for a dollar meal

If she don't fake, i work that pussy out, like it was outta shape

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

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

Who got mass appeal,and have homos like you for meal