This is a song about "Meal"

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

All i wanna do is sit back and watch you move and i'll proceed to throw this cash

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

Runnin this bitch, feel like i deserve a medal here

Serving rappers on a plate like a top notch meal,

Subs like a teacher that ain't even supposed to be here

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

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

Stuck dealin to get a meal an a bomb to burst, now tucked in by a fuckin lie

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Aiming it at a pig, charlotte's web is going to miss you

Your just another meal, another one i like to chew,

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

She sing, model, and dance, but can't sit still

I just ate some rappers, what a wonderful meal

I like to ask the bad bitches if they ass is real