[Verse]

Before, when I was eatin', never said my grace

I just wish I was eatin' in a better place

Foster parents gave me canned meat instead of steak

That's why when people ask me to be patient, I will never wait

Last supper, back when I was barely fed a plate

Milk be in the fridge for three months, I tell 'em, "Check the date"

Money on the first, snеakers still second-rate

My mama's fuckin' brokе, so how we 'posed to catch a break?

Last supper, no disciples eatin' bread and wine

Same day, cookin' ramen noodles for the second time

Free lunch across the street and I am next in line

The heart inside this ghetto boy'll stand the test of time

Last supper, no religion to infest your mind

That's the type of guilt that force Death to just confess his crime

I'm not the type of nigga that'll criticize

I just be on a higher path of stayin' civilized

Last supper, see the sufferin' I epitomize

If you was goin' through some pain, how would you feel inside?

Last meal before I had to do my time

My mama sittin' there like she was doin' fine

My daughter, bless her soul, all she could do was cry

Put my fork down upon my plate, it's time to do or die

And now it's back to ramen, Jack Mack and tuna

Smoked clams, chili packs, time to warm the soup up

How could I say my grace before I eat this meal?

God'll watch my back before it's punctured with a piece of steel

Young ram barely ate, but was a fat fucker

Clean your fork, fix your plate, this the last supper

[Outro]

Last supper

Last supper

My people, this the last supper

Last supper