This is a song about "You beat the meat"

Roley, rolex, relaxsay she just gave me head, leaned over in the front seat

So this is where you get beat, and your begging for meat, thirstier then a dumb bitch in heat.

When thugs crynow i lay me down to sleep

You suck on your daddys meat meat

I pray the lord my guns to keep

And when you spit on the beat,

Number three, you never even flow with the beat

Crossed them powers or devoured in a heartbeat

Stripped the meat off the bone there like a shark, girl's will be running when you show em the marks

It regret , social situations still find it hard to connect , we dont choose the cards

We gettin’ chicken but these skinny models wan’ eat

You think you hardcore i already fucked the beat

Can't beat the beat generation

Times in this crime land, my thug nation

And cooked you like a goat meat hell wanna calling you

But every nigga who can read gotta get his issue