This is a song about "Meal"

Call this shit the meal kill

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

I went out , got some meal

Hopin' when this bread get here

See, my bitch is the type of bitch that gotta keep it real

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

Buzz it, like my very first day in here

Yall still a few fries short of a happy meal

But i'mma build it ground up, let's again

Full course meal ingesting the pain

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

Middle finger up, give a fuck how they feel

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

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

Even though i never said i was real i steal for a dollar meal

If you can't see a legend, i'mma make it clear: nigga i'm right here