This is a song about "French baby organ meat"

Trip, and then you never snitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

Even when y'all deep, y'all still all sweet

You suck on your daddys meat meat

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You're gonna have to pardon my french, mr. englishman

Dropping my gunor as high as a kite hitting hoes for fun

But with a pierced organ

Herpes virus, yeah bitch, i fought one

My heart exists as a miracle organ pumping death throughout my body,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree