This is a song about "Beat my meat"

You know if you was harder than me then you'd be lead

Witnessed my disease, spit lonely on the streets, wolf on the beat,

Get a whole lot of you-know and she bald like an eagle

My fist will meet your face, beatin meat in her face, dont fuck wit people

I'm a carnivore eating meat, moms a herbivore cause she got beat

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

About to get hit with my meat cleaver

Fed her acid now the duct tape quacks back at her

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

No beat, but i get my rhyme on

Lip balm she's some nun bitch from st. john