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| You ever go over to a friend's house to eat and the food just ain't no good? | |
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| I mean, the macaroni's soggy, the peas are mushed and the chicken tastes like wood | |
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| So you try to play it off like you think you can by saying that you're full, but your friend says "Mama, he's just being polite. He ain't finished it all. That's bull." | |
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| So your heart starts pumping and you think of a lie and you say that you already ate, but your friend says "Man, there's plenty of food," so he piles some more on your plate! | |
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| So while this sticky food's steaming your mind starts dreaming of the moment it's time to leave | |
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| Then you look at your plate and your chicken's slowly rotting into something that looks like cheese! | |
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