This is a song about "Cock meat"

Sometimes i think, what i need

You're a piece of meat,

Your mom jumped on this cock

Say i'm not hot

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Modify your quota bitch

A dog nigga, ballin' bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

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

So they hurtin but what's for certain you can get you some heat

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

I’m way harder than the concrete

Sluts everywhere looking to suck some cock

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Hot whips somethin cold on my feet

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat