This is a song about "Small meat"

Or keep small it around four

The shit that i spit is more

Stuck in positions. if victims can't stand the heat

In the #belly of the #beast, #teeth #biting through the #meat

It is not hard, swear to god. these niggas ain't real at all

You're the reason why i keep my circle small

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

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

Like you never get right? sort of like a black sheep

Use to get the bone scraps now i get the good meat

Didn't do a thing at all

Her tits are fucking small

I'm a motherfucking beast see me in your sleep

People are evil, the weak are feeble, lack meat...

That burden's on my soul as long i exist

Should read the small print here's a small hint,