This is a song about "Slaughterhouse"

While y’all foreplay i punt that, four downs

Yo, my rhymes slaughter you like in the slaughterhouse,

Cows in the slaughterhouse

Heystop running your mouth

Im the souths slaughterhouse dont doubt whatchu aint thought about, i dont bring em

While syd is telling me that she's been getting intimate with men

Pick up my knife and slaughter cops in my own house, pigs everywhere like a slaughterhouse,

Summertime and the sun is out a couple more lines comin out my mouth

After i'm done it's gon look like a slaughterhouse.

Your bitch suck a dick while another nigga pounds

With rhyming skills, you in amish village

And to this day slaughterhouse, poison arrow bunch,

Metaphor, chilling with better whores

Slaughterhouse, big sean, and big smalls,