This is a song about "Bodied"

Obviously have yet to unveil the fear of death so get bodied

Livin' off ya dreams like christina uh-milian in the front seat

Just bodied versace, they not me so f them

Time after time, again and again

All my other people that dance around

Leave you bodied so you part the ground,

I choppa yo ass down you was bodied on , had my bitch empty that clip

Come close, catch a contact, i got a loud pack in my cargo pocket

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

As well as supper; then i'll rummage through her ruptured cunt

Niggas was talkin shit oops he bodied, his fault

He pushing cause his goal's to be higher with the lord

Bodied n' be a wake early, like a boot camp-jail sargent.

In this rusty cunt, that won a cup in collectin' dust