This is a song about "Meat chop"

Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Chop her up save the good parts and fucking burn the rest

The rest is in my stomach, that's including your breast

I’m in the air bitch, diamonds clear bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Well, that's what you are

Im a human meat eater

You're a piece of meat,

Indubitably i'm too street