This is a song about "Meat cleaver"

I'll tell you true stories, how i coldly hold heat

I am i can sam i sand with cans of panther meat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

I sell and eat human meat

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

You suck on your daddys meat meat

Wit’ some killers and everybody know who we are

Hackin bitches with a cleaver like i got cabin fever

About to get hit with my meat cleaver

Life is a bitch so a g can't sweat her

If it's me that catch you, you're fried

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Cause they right down the street

Yeah you can call me new meat

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

You can get ya cash on nigga if ya peep