This is a song about "Minced meat"

Use to get the bone scraps now i get the good meat

My chances were shallow somehow i'm so deep

With a freddie cruger glove peeling at your meat

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

And everything after nautilus ain't a beat

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

Im not competitive but all these rappers beat me like im meat

Either take me in heaven and understand i was a sheep

You'll never meet (meat) me

What them tippers don't see

And i'll fuckin rip you up until you're minced parts, fuck it

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Kicking swahiliindeed nature feel my first seed

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

Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat