This is a song about "Meat locker"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Nas told me life's a bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When you fly as a bitch

And be found, deep down, in davey jones locker.

Shit stress free i ain't even gon' hassle her

Your mouth, i don't need, your legs, you can keep

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

Yeah you can call me new meat

What do i really need

I pipe in and one night her

Im a human meat eater

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch