This is a song about "Hate flesh"

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

Four out of five try to fake and get serious

Now i'm self made; and i'm high paid

Eat human flesh rare as steak

Scrilla fan, oh boy and

You're our own flesh and blood/

Sb horror pack monsters under my bed

Actual live in the flesh, live on the set,

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

Eatin nubo dishes, with my soul food princess

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

Niggas taking shots, don’t know how to aim

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

Baby i beg to differ, bet you can polish a pole

This burn mark on your jeans don't match the ones on your flesh

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress