This is a song about "Booty meat"

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Cause i got a big fetish with the feet

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Yeah you can call me new meat

When you fly as a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I kill me just like you from the back you'll see

And i didn't just want to grip on your booty

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Bitches shake their booty

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

I know what it takes

As this booty quakes lakes,