This is a song about "Road meat"

I'm ballin bitch, you stallin bitch

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Poke out from behind her

Im a human meat eater

Cause they right down the street

You suck on your daddys meat meat

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

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

Until i give her gashes where it's nothin' but the white meat

So my outlook's dim and my house is eventually without any heat

Lifestyles of the young and the broke

Who life was for music and the road

Ill turn u rappers into minced meat

Blind fucking hate inside my heart, guaranteed

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Cause i’m balling, bitch