This is a song about "Pathogens in meat"

Yeah you can call me new meat

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

Im spreadin' legs while givin' these hoes pathogens

Have you with professional killas, chasing hits

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Indubitably i'm too street

Walk like i'm drunk, swagga so uhgodyard trunks go around i got a bunch

I'll fuckin slice your tit off with a meat cleaver and stab you in the head so much

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

I sell and eat human meat

Now it's time to eat

Nightmare on any street

You're a piece of meat,

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

Of a convertible elopin' to get married