This is a song about "Body odor"

Versace odor and lamborghini owner

You was just a little smaller but you still roller

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

Body after body i watch them drop

Which means she ain't never hear nothing

And my body starts numbing

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

But if you took a second mr. mirror, you would see

Just look at my good body

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Then i come back to my mom's body

Odor absorbing gel

You fine as hell

Knowing you can no longer party

Shoot bullets right through ya body