Meat man
Meat man
Hit my phone
Human meat to bring back home
Meeting up
He count the rolls
I want my meat
I want that ho

Meat man
Meat man
Hit my phone
Human meat to bring back home
Meeting up
He count the rolls
I want my meat
Gon eat that ho

They call me the meat man
Call up the meat man
Free range shit
Marinate with the seasonin

Why human meat?
No reasonin
Got heads up in my freezer
Bitch I need it
Need it
Feedin
Please bitch
Dont kill the meat myself
Bitch Imma gentlemen
Still eat ya brain and i slurp it like
Gelatin

Carve your left ass cheek
What a fine specifimen
Its fuckin thic bitch
Its straight perfection man

Everyday I'm sittin in a tiny little box
Standin by the water cooler meat they wanna talk
I tell em nothin much
They can't tell that somethings off
They go about their day
Nothing changed at fuckin all

Oh my fuckin god
I wanna get home
Eat my meat
Down to the bone

Its almost sexual
Bitch Nothing wrong
Just the way it is
Just the way that im born
I want the meat
I want that shit
I want it now
Fuck bein discrete

I can't let them know
I can't let them see
A sick little man
With a face full of meat

The face of the weak
A face not unique
Can't see in the crowd
Eating now as we speak

Loudly and deep
Slobbering fiend
Turn to a animal
No one can see