This is a song about "Meat spin"

Will spin round the world like a tornado

They all need attention, they call me a g though

Sometimes i think, what i need

You're a piece of meat,

You, you, you have to pay for that

Let the beat spin like mad

Disoriented, like an asian when you spin em.

The golf wang hooligans, is fucking up the school again

Snorin' in the bed with blankets cause my head spin

Make the front popand hit the three wheel motion

The deadly places slingin drugs, in thug's mansion

The world should turn as soon as my records spin

Forever you my bottom bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Meat for everyone to eat,

And 5-0 they work for us, walk the beat