This is a song about "9 parts of speech"

I hope you brought new body parts,

All on the furniture with no regards

Of atomic particles split into two parts

I got nice hands, niggas eat out my big palms

Shawty my bait, she say she never scared

And she wanted the parts of my friend

And other parts of your life have just become obsolete.

But if you're not dying don't fucking bother to call me back, i'm sleep

And she wanted the parts of my friend's friend

The day before is better than the present

I must say, you broke every law of speech up in that one.

Wonder how shit like the qu'ran and the bible was written

Cut your body in 9 parts and throw you in the fraser river.

When you thinking about breakfast i'm heating up my dinner

Cause i'm out on motherfuckin bail

With parts of their body through the mail