This is a song about "You beat meat"

You couldn't easily beat me

Lets come up to my city

And when you spit on the beat,

The drug that they brain need

Or else compete as i swallow and eat you like a turkey meat... bonne petite!

We ain't playing for rings and that trophy i mention before, i let em keep

And cooked you like a goat meat hell wanna calling you

Avenue that avenue i'm doing more than just passing through

I sell and eat human meat

Redan road, that’s my street

Wanna know what i been through, what you into

Beat it up and slide right under you.

Somebody tell justin beiber that i'm fuckin' coming

I already told you that i'm go off the meat rack and i'm bucking,

And i'm givin you gashes where it's nothin but the white meat/

Don't dietevery milla fish fridayi'm squad deep