This is a song about "Body oder"

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

Like body, it felt so right

Dc cabs got my pops alright

And you're, approaching me right

Your body with a spike

And my body starts numbing

Get off a key like i can’t sing

Knowing you was getting by hardly

Just look at my good body

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

And i got a little big, keep it low key

My slaughter's hittin' our goals as though we like hockey

Never tame to any part of the body/

All this paper i fold

And its your body i roast