This is a song about "Human"

8 in the morning when that street clock bust

Yea... the human race, magnificent,

Human meats good to eat

If he does my soul to keep

Givin' 'em a wet, welcome to the house of pain

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

They bringing me fish and chips

Of slaughtering human beings

Henny in my cup don't need no chase

Undercover to free the human race,

Better yet a genie baby make ya first wish

Illumined enough above human injustice.

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

Eat human flesh rare as steak

You ain't gotta screw up your face in front of the kids

Only trying to be human with red eyelids