This is a song about "Yo meat"

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Not a steer but i can handle my meat

And if my mother answer, i'll ask her

About to get hit with my meat cleaver

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

Walking around dodge heat like i'm fresh meat.

My rhymes leave your face like some hamburger meat,

Then bossip for gossip, ybf in concrete

I feel my hand dripping blood from my meat

The revolution will proceed

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich

And i’m ballin' bitch

I sell and eat human meat

Your girlfriends man cheat, cheat

I'm screaming "maybach!" til i'm rich

Got that bread, meat, cheese, sandwich