This is a song about "Bodies"

Them niggas lack bars like underground when their celly ring

Bodies eroding while i'm dozing off overdosing

I wonder where i put those bodies

Nigga, i'm a bastard, i fuck with chord keys

Said "i know you wanna change the world but for the night please

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

Fast money like zakat al-fitr, break fast

Who's saying there hasn't been bodies i racked?

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

I be giving work to the kids

Come take a stab at it faggot, i pre-ordered your casket

Dumping dead bodies on the school playground i don't give a shit

But now i'm on top of bodies, so who is the fool?

Odd future young enough to get your priest mouth drool

You tryin hard to maintain, then go head

Hide bodies in a wood shed