This is a song about "Meal"

But ain't gonna be no stress in here

Young bully, the black hoodie, stealing your meal

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

Won't heat or burn me, i'm the coolest nigga here

The reason why they had to give me a deal

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

Outkast landed, 3 thou was ill

Call this shit the meal kill

Problem is i shine like two mics under heavy strobe lights

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

Can't finish meal gotta english feel

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

I'll bang if it was bangless, now the tracks no longer here

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

In this cracked crack fag back slab in disguise

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