This is a song about "Big meat"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Yeah you can call me new meat

But don't fall asleep

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Nigga fuck you cracker, i put you six feet

Meat for everyone to eat,

If it's me that catch you, you're fried