This is a song about "Meat one"

I pray the lord my guns to keep

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Trip, and then you never snitch

That’s why i strike first and the verse cuts deep

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

Developing cavities cause revenge is sweet

Chrome lips on the forgi's damn near swallowing the street

But they're just about as appetizing as horse meat,

Charlie sheen on them haters, they dont wanna let me win

Carnivore, i eat meat and beats it's menstruation

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

My swagger's straight through the roof, bitch

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich