Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich
When you fly as a bitch
She better shed a couple tears when she come through
And cooked you like a goat meat hell wanna calling you
I never change, i'm like a corpse in a coffin, six feet shit's deep
Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!
And i help ‘em in the deli when i show ‘em my meat
But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep
The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy
And now its time for a cheese-burger...cos they are extremely yummy!!
Wish you was around now to see what i've become see
I can call that bitch to make me a cheese and salami
With certainty they're slurping meat like fat bitches and sausage links
He fathers her only kid that's why my homies let him live
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