This is a song about "French baby organ meat"

Fulfilling voids of broke d-boys sellin' weed

You suck on your daddys meat meat

I told him get his 9 and run

But with a pierced organ

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep

Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat

Headband endo, ya'll ain't ready

You'll never meet (meat) me

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Yeah you can call me new meat

Said fifty for a song, and they won’t leave me alone

Remove each individual organ they own

Buy some french fries, then i get high

Hands in the airrrrrrr let-let-let-let it fly