This is a song about "Road meat"

All cough, crystals off yellow brick road/

Feel the size of a phyllis hyman note

Impeccable give it my note

Who life was for music and the road

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat

Outstanding clout, what up greg street

And over beef you laid to rest like you was gettin some sleep

But they're just about as appetizing as horse meat,

Now it's time to eat

Yeah you can call me new meat

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

I glide with peace the essence of heaven is cooked up meat

You'll never meet (meat) me

Cause all i want is you, baby