This is a song about "I am only human"

Bitches talk to me, and they send you niggas postcards

Am i the only one who tried to write love on her arms?

You let it slide, i hit home-runs, clean her dugout till i’m done

I am the legacy, the only think above is our god, eminem.

I sell and eat human meat

But i'm not worried

Whether it's god almighty, or the almighty dollar

See, not only am i colder, i'm also getting warmer

Silly human i ain't normal

I lose my mind for divine oral

So gon' and be my dealer baby

I am only your loveely tree