This is a song about "Roll ups rap munch"

I dont see a touchdown, arms up field goal

Thats how ya know your on a roll

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Cougar chillin at the crunch and munch

Lay low youll make bank roll

It's apart of her goal

See you later, cause baby i'm a player, and all i heard was

Break bread with hostile grown ups, opposite of mental slowness

And fuck the fat lady, it's over when all the kids sing

Ups and downs and come arounds, and stomachs growling,

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

I bite harder than a munch i trust facts more than a hunch

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,

They vaguely decipher my language

Look man, thats a bite mark, someone took a munch

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage