This is a song about "Monsters eating pizz"

I'm a team player, i ain't tryna be no king

No rations or resources for eating//

Its lunch you bitches still eating brunch,

Streets is calling square niggas leave a message

My monsters were bred by the reasons

So here i am at the store for some chips

For me looks good she said oh you so sweet

As they rape those monsters i smoke my weed

I was like a young simba couldn’t wait to be the king

All i see are dangerous spineless fucking monsters lurking,

If we do the unthinkable would it make us look crazy

When the monsters and demons in my own head fear me

Columbus, holla at ya boy

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy