This is a song about "Raw meat"

Umm, this lane is open if, if you need

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

I’m a hustla, baby

You'll never meet (meat) me

I keep my money neat

I sell and eat human meat

Cause i ain't mad at cha

Kicks new, my denim, raw

Huh, i can't interpret her

Im a human meat eater

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

Translation cause my life is too sweet

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

Modify your quota bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich