[Intro]
[Verse 1]
He’s stompin’ down the block with a stomach growlin’ loud,
A human black hole when the cravings hit the clouds.
Pantry doors swing wide, don’t need no key,
The universe serves him a cosmic recipe.
[Chorus]
Food gravitates, yeah, it’s science—no lie,
Pizza spins ‘round him like Saturn in the sky.
When hunger strikes, he’s the king of the feast,
Burgers orbit his fists, fries flock like a beast.
[Verse 2]
Doughnuts roll uphill, ice cream trucks detour,
Mac ‘n’ cheese levitates—man, it’s a food tour!
Sushi slides on waves of soy sauce tides,
He’s the magnet of meals, no need to decide.
[Bridge]
No crumbs left behind, every bite’s a decree,
The laws of physics bow to his empty TV dinner tray.
(Yeah, it’s a wrap!)
[Outro]
