This is a song about "Dead meat"

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Yeah you can call me new meat

More money that mean less sleep

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

And we stumpinbut can't catch the beat

But i'm not worried

I sell and eat human meat

Carnivore, i eat meat and beats it's menstruation

She gon have a baby then flee from her education

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

Maybe he'll listen in his casket -- the aftermathmore bodies being buried

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat