This is a song about "Processed meat"

I rush to tend her, talked as i touch her

About to get hit with my meat cleaver

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

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

Throw d's on that bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Now i’m up in this bitch

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

This is what the devil plays before he goes to sleep

No days off and i ain't gettin’ sleep

Meat for everyone to eat,