This is a song about "Meal"

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

Gotta understand the truth. we is all king's 'round here

Tree those niggas, i'm a g to them cause the ogs here

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

Have you ever felt like, you finally got life

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

And need to put that shit on bake and pull out a meal

Okay i think its time we make moves, no clothes required here

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

Is heaven just another door? i leave this here

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

My fame's no mistakesince the deal

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

Petey pop off, rip, free lou, been lootin’ money since like fourth grade

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