This is a song about "Body bags"

Light skinned hell of a body

They say nothings ever free

The bags have been packed and zipped

Listen, hold up,the young dude focused

Why i had white bags in my backpack

And i rap like a nigga who invented rap

And blastin' to snatch you fags like hand bags

We getting money, you can face the facts

Overspread my whole body

Hail mary nigga, run quick see

Body bags are piling up, time to grab myself a hoe,

She said it really dont matter if its real though

I be smacking up these rapping fucks then wrap em up with plastic bags

So nigga listen you can probably learn a lesson perhaps

Bags under my 'isaac', grinding to the laws of motion

Dirty rotten nigger picked it from a cotton gin