This is a song about "Meat and cheese"

Knocking fuckas out, time to sleep, we hounds and your blood is a sign of meat

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Modify your quota bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

If everybody play their position, we can win this thing

I already told you that i'm go off the meat rack and i'm bucking,

Nas told me life's a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Endlessly eating and feeding and beating your meat with mesquite seasoning

She feels a baby is the way to save her relationship that ain't nothing

Took it easy they'll sit back and eat cheese and ham

Hey am i wrong, ain't you suppose to keep the peace man

Bust out the green and pocket full of cheese

Not likely like stay long please

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You wonda why they call u bitch