This is a song about "School lunch"

Girl listen, trying to position

Knocked out in the lunch in

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

Im a nice guy with a spice of hate just for lunch

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Dirt poor nigga, i took their free lunch

At lunch i'll follow, you feel my breath

And i'm a just take another guess

I coulda sworn that budweiser can read fruit punch

Because this man was murdered, he wasn't out for lunch

Aye, lifes a bitch, and i'm cuffing mines

Then back it up more then lunch lines

Party with bitches that throw parties too much

Too many bitches want a date for lunch