This is a song about "Ronnie eats ass"

Getting high, see the demons in my eyes, before i die

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Keep that tucked ‘fore somebody get hurt

He eats rows of em with mustard

No one-half and i hate math

So you can kiss my ass

The kind this kid eats/hit you wit fists n feet /2 ur lips n cheeks/

That you allow me to work it 'til you know what your actual worth means

And i know - there'll never be peace

He believes in praising cows but he eats beef,

Becoming someone you don't recognize

Lead to his demise eats up all mc's he deep fries

Both: we both love our moms, women with grown women needs

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

Fell asleep in first class

Toilet paper to wipe my ass