What’s my snack? V7

Let me play a role, let me feel your soul

I got a snack

I might be God-fearing, red lipstick wearing, maybe that’s why these Niggas keep staring

I study and highlight my Bible when the words hit my soul

The hunger from the pains makes me growl

Everyone has something they’re running from or running to

Come and talk to me I’ll prepare a meal for you.

I have an ear for you

I can feed a hungry starving soul

When I’m the kitchen I do more than just cooking

Look at me, I know you be wishing, you could eating, what I’m serving and dishing, I’ll have you licking

This plate clean, make you ask for seconds

You know what I mean?

Let me play a role, let me feel your soul

You can butter my roll. I got a snack, you just relax, while the oven is preheating, I can rub your back. You can open up a magic sack, I love the way you make your lips smack

Let me cleanse my hands and help you set this table, I know I’ll need a napkin along with the eating utensils, it’s essential Because what’s on the menu looks finger licking. You know what that leads to? Lips smacking. I understand this is a little cheesy macking. You cooked for worried and weary travelers, creepers, cheaters, liars, God deniers and brokenhearted Flat Earthers . I want to see what you got sizzling, what you’re cooking has my mouth watering, I’m drooling. I’m old school schooling, when I go fishing it ends up being catfishing. In south that’s what they be frying. There ain’t no denying I like those sides. I can’t wait for dessert and taste some pies. I love how you rub my back. so what’s the snack?

you just try to relax, I’m being for real, I’m cooking you a Four course meal. I see you brought your appetite. You can have as much as you like. You know this kitchen is heating up. I can’t wait to fill you up. Soul and healing food, it taste so good, it’ll change and comfort your mood. Next course, I can toss a salad or you can sip on some soup of the day, a beef and vegetable melody. It will be warm in your mouth, it’s thick and a little salty. You ain’t gonna leave hungry. If you treat me right, I might make something for you in the morning.

Let me play a role, let me feel your soul

I got a snack

I’m so excited for your main course

I’m higher than the Space Force

I jet over like the Air Force we can dim the lights, because I’d like to see what I eat like the Navy

I’ll dig in first in and last out like the army

You turn and jar heads because your food

Setting off sirens call the Marines

I’m in army national guard veteran

I’m always ready always there

I take my steaks, medium rare

When I cut it open, I like to see a little pink

I can’t wait to devour your meal have a conversation that will make you think

Let me play a role, let me feel your soul

I got a snack