This is a song about "Raw meat"

I ain't, mad, at cha

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Meat for everyone to eat,

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

Make foes wanna get him slain, these hollows will twist ya, man

I'm raw off the meat rack, have a cow in a beef, i'm going ham,

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

African queen got what you need

Eat a dick nigga, bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

When she was pregnant i'm surprised i ain't retardedat night i can't sleep, count sheep

I just bought this chainsaw, how bout i slice you up and turn your body into raw meat,

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

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

You'll never meet (meat) me

Summertime in the city