This is a song about "Human"

My records sell, yes sir

Im a human meat eater

Him attention but moms, yeah my momma as loyal as any sister would come

Uh, summa-lumma, dooma-lumma, you assuming i'm a human

I'm ready to hit 'em with this gift

That no human can resist

I’m turned up, i can’t feel my face

Undercover to free the human race,

It's moe, all i need is more chips

Of slaughtering human beings

Just plain pat visions with some sick aim

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

It's ironic cause i always hear you talking about one

Uh, sama lamaa duma lamaa you assuming i'm a human

And, i be with that shottagang nigga name sparks

I'mma deranged animal cannabal eating human arms