This is a song about "Hate flesh"

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

Like i went to sierra leone in a homecoming dress

Corroded 'n' eroded flesh

I'm hoping i confess

Or any grand thefts, man i don't give a fuck

You're our own flesh and blood/

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

Like a puzzle cuz i like to mess wit the flesh

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

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

Furniture made of the flesh of my foes

This is love, nothing else close

Servin' master, soft flesh up in the sun, they think they're shinin',

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

God damn i'm starvin' and i just ate

Eat human flesh rare as steak