This is a song about "Sack lunch"

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Ill eat your rhymes for brunch, and shit the lines before lunch,

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

I don't know why i'm even on this track

Ask yourself, do you have the sack?

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

And if that means that i'm askin for too much

We gonna ball all year, nigga know that

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

Undefeated gs and a t-shirt and my leaders hat

Its gonna sell quick call it a 20 sack

And i never ever skipped lunch,

When my competition ain't much