This is a song about "Meal"

A born starter, in the game for real

I went out , got some meal

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

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

Alonzo, my condo cost three mil', this shit real

All my love to these queens in here

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

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

Hey lil momma, what's your name, i'm wale but they call me great

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

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

But let me thank destiny i'm still alive