This is a song about "I beat my meat"

I abraham lincolned the beat

Wolf gang in this bitch, nigga, we six feet deep

The ice ain't really nothing to her

About to get hit with my meat cleaver

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

And you just wanna tell her everything she might need

Soon to be number three read my lyrics as i beat thee,

Got me shooting at a ghostsome call me crazy

I could beat you with my wrists bound

Then get out your seat and jump around

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat

I'm a carnivore eating meat, moms a herbivore cause she got beat

Don't murder me murder me, killa a nigga in his sleep

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep