This is a song about "Meat pies"

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Forever you my bottom bitch

She tell me i got that flame, your rhymes are so deep

And i'm givin you gashes where it's nothin but the white meat/

When i said i'm up and coming a wasn't telling porky pies

You ain’t seen nothing yet, bitch, this just my friday ice

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I created this image

Yeah you can call me new meat

Last of a dying breed

Also, this mothafucka got a nine to five

Hungry, thirsty, d'evils got me slingin' rock, sellin' pies,

They’re selling pies, telling lies, we’re just simply spitting lies,

Navigating through her eyes, destination to her thighs

People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...

Before this rapping, i was trappin', getting work cheap