This is a song about "Cows"

He believes in praising cows but he eats beef,

Got tired of running from the police

Before i bury ya head in the north n ya body in the south

Lets get to spittin, yo ass will be splittin 2 halves, dude u buttfucked 2 cows,

Hammer-hat flyer than a bag of bats

We laze on the grass like cows and calfs (calves),

From the projects to the penthouse

To half of clowns and fucking cows

Cows in the slaughterhouse

My garage full of cars that bounce

Say there mr. mirror, put yourself up to yourself and then

To slaughter cows like a barbarian just for a taste again.

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

To slaughter cows like a barbarian just for a taste again.

Not to shit on you

My lyrics step on cows, moo