This is a song about "Meat"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Use to get the bone scraps now i get the good meat

You finally got right? no longer a black sheep

Though we were some muslims, had to have our bread and meat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep