This is a song about "Meal"

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

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

Back to times square...i got dimes here

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

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

She told me erything is real

For real, a nigga ill

Call this shit the meal kill

Living underground like a godfather buried alive

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

And tell dem niggas at the top we want yo spot we are for real

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

Full course meal ingesting the pain

You're not usin' your brain

Cheat and steal, keep it real, eat a meal, life's will,

Loud pack, i propel. burgandy, out to kill