This is a song about "Bodies"

I wonder where i put those bodies

I'm why baby mommas leave

Like sally mae on college debt

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Just be there to help me and support me that's what you're here for

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

Baby i ain't liping, i just tend to keep my city there

Cause i’m a profit; i can see bodies flying every where

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

And good henny make a nigga just want you tonight

Potent phlegm gold tutted, bodies go loose

All them bitches converse with me off that react juice

Don't mistake me, i'm not saying gay shit like "no bodies, please,"

And danced around the house in all-over print panties

Goddamn! these bodies are starting to smell!

I'm like the man on mars; i'm high as hell