This is a song about "We ate breakfast"

I'll eat a rap for breakfast, fuckin wreck it then i burp and belch

But this is what'll kill me in the end always wanting to avenge

Never present at breakfast, you just never attended, couldn't digest it.

I don't respect no brain unless we talkin' that saliva spit

The populations controlled and all the food that you ate

You're in the kitchen trying to fix us a hot plate

Owe to me for overdue ate

We both had dreams of being great

He's got his fucking brain ate, damn, he has fame paved,

She dealing with killa so you love her taste

Lying to yourself, all over an image

Breakfast lunch dinner, i don't do brunch

Mmg and that's my clique

Ate a watermelon seed

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

Not pieces which you had for breakfast