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

Your lines are too too simple like a single fish in a pond

And when you fuckin' for the night, you don't need a heart

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

A lot of niggas in my position don’t know as much

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

Cause we left those class rooms a bit early for lunch

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

Bout to do some mods right after lunch

When my competition ain't much

Too many bitches want a date for lunch

Three lunch boxes a week,

I say what my mind speak

Bam! too late! now its time for lunch.

Go nuts, instrumental flow much

Man but this ain't no sign language

Munch. this is lunch, fuck a mallet, punch,