This is a song about "Smoked meat"

But don't fall asleep

You're a piece of meat,

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Okay, i’m back off into this bitch

Delete the first rap i smoked you on

Let's buy guns and kill those kids with dads and mom

You'll never meet (meat) me

Fuck fame, fuck money

Seein' dreams in they sleep

I sell and eat human meat

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Modify your quota bitch

Blew the fuck up in gray clouds of thick smoke

But krstar's an r-tard who fought hard and got smoked

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

You suck on your daddys meat meat