This is a song about "Meat curtains"

These hoes thuggin, these nigga's bitches don’t know the difference

But from that perspective, what you can't see is behind closed curtains

So i pulled back the curtains, merked him

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

When we dropped the curtains, doesn't matter,

I don't know.. what you're lookin' for

It's curtains, i'm inadvertently hurtin' you

I steady the flow, ready to blow like snotty tissue

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Fuck wit me again i'll slice your throat behind closed curtains.

If you could read between the lines come and get your issue

It's curtains, i'm inadvertently hurtin' you

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Trip, and then you never snitch

Either that or wrapped your body up in curtains

So here i am at the store for some chips