This is a song about "Ill eat your flesh raw"

Yup, hit e.t up on the cell phone

Ill cut you and eat your flesh to the bone

Oh you a muslim now, no more dope game

I'd rather eat human flesh and a brain,

Blinded by all these street lights, up late, can't sleep nights

I spit raw flames/ your bars aint sicker than mines

Watch this, hey quik let me see them binoculars, nigga

Living dead sees ya, comin for your flesh he's the

But you like that hugh?go raw dawg on your pussycat

It ain't my place to say and i hear all that

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Ill make you eat the words of your fruity rap then tell me how it fuckin tastes

Eat human flesh rare as steak

At an extremly alarming rate