This is a song about "Tuna sandwich"

Why they try to see my flow, but they know that's outta sight

Got these niggas in a sandwich, might as well take a bite

So i grab my sandwich and eat it

After that moscato hit

No recourse when i strangle you, can't decide how to sandwich you

If i don't diss another nigga you dont get that issue

Your sandwich over there

Like they not gon' stare

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

Rack rack city bitch

Scared off, my advantage i'll eat you like a sandwich

I put her on the train, little engine could, bitch

Funeral staff n' tubas, cadavers packaged like tuna

Play me for a stepping stone then, i land mine, huh

Eatin' their life of a tuna like my idol bro

Fuck around, y'all gonna be up on the maury show