This is a song about "Meat curtains"

It's no drought were i be, bitch no police, here's fire wings

They're wildy cryin', goin' outrageous, when the niggas close the curtains//

And the 9th is on the track bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You suck on your daddys meat meat

Seein' dreams in they sleep

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Its absurd but im certain this person is lurking behind curtains

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

That don’t mean i’ma stunt her

While you serpents twerk, curtains close, sir,

Pause this shit, here i am open the red curtains

Rich, 2pac and the click, smokin' blunts, loadin' clips