This is a song about "Hate flesh"

You're gonna agree, to meet with me in the flesh

But i can't keep you baby girl i'mma confess

Charles manson in the flesh, i kill a nigga for the check

Cause i ain't know for who or what the fuck to get

Contracts made from flesh written in blood i'm speechless,

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I'm a 1,000 lbs kettle bell compressed- bomb in the flesh

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

On they car note to go to the club

You're our own flesh and blood/

Thinking our own flesh and blood is innocent/

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

I'mma punt the paper over the pussy like a field goal

Will wrestle and cancel the rest of you embezzlers' flesh whole

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

I love that hour glass shape you got up on that frame