This is a song about "Uber eats"

Let me enter your life, lady we can spill our rice

Lead to his demise eats up all mc's he deep fries

Too much percussion and bass when i take beats

Baby mama a weed head baby barely eats

As i stare at the ceiling fan, as a fan of these wicked streets

Could have left him dead in the streets, fuck that i finna get some eats

A freak, he's a beast unleashed, an emcee who just eats beats,

That's why i keep my pistol when i walk the streets

The bitch is too fucking lousy, the fat bitch eats brownies

Give it back with a sensitive mouth and some hard knees

Making a movie, spike work

He eats rows of em with mustard

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

You thought his orten, but his a rhino he eats guys like you,

Barack obama comin' this way, he eats all the pie

Keep your eyes open, i can only say i'll try