This is a song about "Bodies"

Can i meet that, where you be at, everybody try to beat that

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

You make a nigga sing songs nice

I wonder where i put those bodies

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

If you see us in the club, we'll be actin' real nice

So we argue and play fight, all day and night

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

I put on for my city i should ball with vick and them

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

A rebel tho, i dont hold my lips

Goddamn! these bodies are starting to smell!

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

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

They be on that water here, put a couple in the air