This is a song about "Turtles pond lunch melinda bassoon"

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

Got squares, dark squares cover my luggage

Lying to yourself, all over an image

And i never ever skipped lunch,

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

My mama smoked so god damn much

Tsa be laughing all them rubbers in your luggage

Tuckin' heat in dungarees and overalls, the free lunch,

Knocked out in the lunch in

It's a -- situation

A few niggas talk but they do without knowledge

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

I’m just saying they’re mad cause i don’t make much

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

When he see the jugs he will wanna rush to get a quick touch

And mama doesn't make enough, so you're eating the free lunch,