This is a song about "Meal"

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

Dubai, i been there -- but fuck that, we in here

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

I ain't bullshittin', i am chris barch here

Bet i get like 8 of them

Now cook me a meal, gordon

And let me grab that, we'll make my lasting meal

With all these hogs in the game no room for you in here

I'll paint you with my tongue and stay in those bikini lines

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

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

In case i don't get intell all my people i'm a ridahnobody cries when we die

And my last name is cook but im the one eating the meal

2 shades from the color graymy kick game so unreal

Save up for some mcdonald's value meal

Close your eyes bitch, i'm all in your ear