This is a song about "Meat chop"

I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat

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

And that i spent the night with her

Chop down your words,harvest you like reaper

Now the first week sales can't hardly compete

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Coppin them cakes and chop it but hey man

And tell ‘em that i don’t give a damn

Think it's sweet, think he get money across the street

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

Of people who will chop me up like slaughterhouses

Do you think you'll ever get to the point where you can live

I keep my money neat

You're a piece of meat,

Forever you my bottom bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich