This is a song about "Road meat"

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

As they pass through the glass of my neighbors five deep

A nigga just got paid and we still was broke

And it's cold, tryin' to travel this road

And i roast ya bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

So its time for us to hit road

Used to find dope in his coat

#invisible knifes travel into ya spine, carvin your face into meat

How come he's not in counseling? fucka's loud while he's sound asleep

You'll never meet (meat) me

Cause all i want is you, baby

Unification the dmv i will achieve indeed

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

African queen got what you need

Got a lot money, no mouldy meat