This is a song about "Beatin meat"

I mean eddie murphy, swang, gettin' married

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

You wife ain't shit, we g'd her

Im a human meat eater

Hey it was fun rappin but beatin me wont happen

And you believe when a rapper wan' be one

Her world with my limp beatin cock,wrapped in a sock,

Pass it round, counter-clock, let her show her titties, stop

Meat for everyone to eat,

Yeah i know we never got to meet

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

If he does my soul to keep

Daddy was a kingpin, a couple milli buried

And i'm givin you gashes where it's nothin but the white meat/

I'm sure to get rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich