1st Verse
Good morning, Good Afternoon, and Good Evening
Everyday I thank the lord I'm still breathing
I wake up and bake a pot pie for feeding
For those that don't know that's a subliminal meaning Meaning,
I could turn from vicious and mean,
to calm and serene, from blowing out smoke screens
My blunt stays silent, no sticks or seeds,
will be poppin when I'm firing up the green leaves
I inhale and exhale in front of police,
flashing my medical card like "look at me"
You coppers can't touch me, "naaahh", I'm in the sea, riding the wave, my tshirts made by IM-King
I hit up In-N-Out and order a #3,
Animal Style of course, extra sauce wit the cheese
Turn on Sportscenter for highlights of my team,
not the Lake Show tho, but the FCC
Chris Focus, DNEZ, and Mr. Shawn C.,
Dale Danja, young Eazee, and "Extra" El P
And everybody else that's ready to party,
with a black prezident in some all white barkleys dudes hate cause everything is made fresh daily, shoutout to the homies Outasight and Fresh Daily, started in the kitchen now you niggas gotta pay me, rap game stoopid, but the food game crazy!

Hook
Its mo' bread (bread)
Mo' beef (beef)
Mo' cheese (cheese)
Yeah that's all that I need/
(x2)
It's mo' money, then its mo' problems
Ya gettin mo money, ya gettin more problems
But I ain't tryna solve em
'Cause I'm gettin' mine,
I'm gettin' mine
It's Burgertime, So eat up!

2nd Verse
With ya' microwave style, Heat Up! (heat up!)
and ya' fast food sounds, Eat Up! (eat up!)
Go and take a seat down, Eat Up! (eat up!)
You' gon' be here for a while
This is slow burn, marinated, flows u ain't used to
Let's take it back to when niggas kept it crucial
Just a lil snot-nose, rollin on my dyno,
pedaling around to find some light-skinned hoes
To maybe hop on my pegs, and then hop on my head
Man, we was young and wasn't gettin no bread
But now I got a fetish for stacking piles of lettuce, between pieces of bread, add the mustard and relish Make sure its well done, but still a lil reddish,
cause beef could get bloody in streets, don't forget it
This American cheddar got me slicing up bellas,
cause the way this sh*t sell we got mickey D's jealous!

Hook
Its mo' bread (bread)
Mo' beef (beef)
Mo' cheese (cheese)
Yeah that's all that I need/
(x2)
It's mo' money, then its mo' problems
Ya gettin mo money, ya gettin more problems
But I ain't tryna solve em
'Cause I'm gettin' mine,
I'm gettin' mine
It's Burgertime, So eat up!

3rd Verse
I'm sick and tired of these fast food MC's
Burger Kings thinking that they Royale w/ cheese
F'ing up the game wit they microwave steez
OchoCinco's, I just tell 'em "child, please"
I always been a part of the five,
that was put here to help out the def and the blind, like a goodyear blimp I be high in the sky,
or maybe just sky high, u should give it a try
I've been laying on the grill for my whole life
Paid dues, so that's why my body got those stripes
I took my time till I'm cooked just right,
while these other rappers tryna thaw out overnight
But check it, this is dinner for ya soul,
food for ya thoughts wit a flavor that's bold
Take a few bites after having a fat bowl,
and leave some leftovers for the doggie bag home, Gone.

Hook
Its mo' bread (bread)
Mo' beef (beef)
Mo' cheese (cheese)
Yeah that's all that I need/
(x2)
It's mo' money, then its mo' problems
Ya gettin mo money, ya gettin more problems
But I ain't tryna solve em
'Cause I'm gettin' mine,
I'm gettin' mine
It's Burgertime, So eat up!