This is a song about "Beatin meat"

And your loves in hindsight and you see everything its not

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

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat

The people ain't got shoes for they feet, or food to eat

You'll never meet (meat) me

Dc, man over money

She leave the bathroom with a nose bleed

Meat for everyone to eat,

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

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

And i have the tendency to beatin the pussy very violently

To him, nothing is funnymind set on one thing, making his money