This is a song about "Beatin my meat"

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

And i help ‘em in the deli when i show ‘em my meat

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

I created this image

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

The revolution will proceed

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

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

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

And i have the tendency to beatin the pussy very violently

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

Then go to ur whore..bring her down on all fours..my beefy boner is hungry for meat/

Livin life thinkin no man can hurt meso i'm askin -- before i lay me down to sleep

Last of a dying breed

You're a piece of meat,