This is a song about "Beatin my meat"

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

And i have the tendency to beatin the pussy very violently

Meat for everyone to eat,

If he does my soul to keep

But don't fall asleep

I sell and eat human meat

Nightmare on any street

You're a piece of meat,

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

I'm optimistic like playing keeno with all that you got

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat