This is a song about "Stay eating"

Bitches mad, was eating on they sofa

I ain't gotta tell you they know about me, huh

Verse 1: i'm eating this fried chicken.

Because he made his decision

In a beanie eating zucchinis dodging the diabetes

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

To add to the list of beverly hills victims

Like a diabetic eating cream puffs

We can count the stars on the hood in your father's car

Kids in africa eating sticks, while ceos eating caviar

Im eating you alive like chips ahoy

But i swear to god my biz bad boy

Perched on a large arch, lurking on ten restless guards,

I'mma deranged animal cannabal eating human arms

With hi-tek on the score, once more, of course

Yull need gauze handicap eating applesauce