Food for Thought Necro

Verse 1:
Check the Dragon
Get served like a restaurant, follow my orders
Your style gets taken out
'cause you're a bite swallowed with water
I think I'll eat into your mind instead
Poison you with MSG
Then crack you with cans of soda upside your head
It's free delivery of flavor at its foulest
You could get beat down all day, I stay open for hours
Fly like chicken wings
What I prepare, kid, will leave your stomach full of knife wounds
You'll need some spare ribs
You're fish, you're chicken
My recipe requires me leaving your gizzards scissored
My specialty is an appetizer
You're hungry? I'm starvin' ya 'cause you're souped up
My evil's wonton, get burnt like barbecue
Shrimp, anybody that stepped to me lost
'Cause my steelo is cold like noodles with sesame sauce
Now eat your words as you shoot your bladder
'Cause you got no guts in you
Them shits are on my Pu pu platter

Chorus (x2):
Yo, it's food for thought
These frightening rhymes
In every street corner like Chinese take-out
Vitamins for the mind
Nutrients for the brain
Lyrical fluid is dirty like the Chinese food
In your hood, but you're still addicted to it