This is a song about "Carrots onion pickles meat grapes kiwi"

Im a human meat eater

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

I sell and eat human meat

The revolution will proceed

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Grapes of knowledge growing green, toss em in the well,

C’mon and let’s chill baby

You'll never meet (meat) me

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You wonda why they call u bitch

Trip, and then you never snitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich