This is a song about "Meat curtains"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm sure to get rich

So it leaves me to wonder

While you serpents twerk, curtains close, sir,

Jt: didn't get a gift for her

When we dropped the curtains, doesn't matter,

You'll never meet (meat) me

Ain’t no doubt that shit is crazy

If we don't fix this then you'll see the same things

Pause this shit, here i am open the red curtains

Yea i'm missin some sleep

Yeah you can call me new meat

I sell and eat human meat

What do i really need

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My life, screw it with a drunk bitch