This is a song about "Meal"

In brazil, and this shit is real, got bad hoes and that whip appeal

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

Now jordan iii my shoe, double m g my crew

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

I went out , got some meal

She told me erything is real

Of better days when you ain't have to settle for whatever played

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

I'm fantasizing in my mind bout how your body feel

Musical ideal, so keep this up and i'll eat you like a meal/

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

Ambition for life, dreaming bigger than life

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

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

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

This rozay, wale, gunplay, and that nigga pill