This is a song about "Ribeye steak"

There's not much at stake, hungry for blood, could eat a t-rex steak.

Take yo' chick, with no complaints, she say my shit oh so great

We blow jars of the dank, like bob marley was wake

I'll try not to barbeque you with me steak.

Im not killing you with razor blades or steak knives

Penthouse on collins, money long as ocean drive

Cared none for what others thought was at steak/

I got six clips to the fuckin' duct tape

And i could see you coming home after work late

Maybe i'll grab a plate of nachos and i'll have a steak

I was watching, remote pleaseniggas want what they can't have

With a sack of your ash an a steak knife i used to hack off your ass.

They were niggas quite similar to pitching the lines

I imagine myself driving a steak through your heart alive

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

Eat human flesh rare as steak