This is a song about "Goat fridge"

I'm mental, it's instrumental

I have taken raps goat title

I walk around understanding the politics

No food in your fridge how you gna feed four kids

And a fridge and some broccoli

Bitch, you tried to play me like a dummy

And cooked you like a goat meat hell wanna calling you

Miss couldn't get them jimmy choos cause tuition is due

Pessimistic we are, carry odds like luggage

I open up and i forgot i left a head in the fridge

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust

I always keep a gallon in the fridge at my apartment

New canvas she need a new stroke

Anymore than a goat,

Evertime i try to speak, they immediatey go into berzerk mode,

I wanna slice open peoples throats like midevil sacrifices but theres no goat,