This is a song about "Body the beat"

Shorty rocking to the beat.

The drug that they brain need

Ms body burned onto the sun deck,

I don’t see them t-dum-izzle as a threat

So all the hustling for nothing man

Ya body hangs, from the crane you dang.

Toss the body in my trunk

Cause 2012 might not be a fucking legend

Lyrical trance, romance the beat,

Cause they right down the street

I abraham lincolned the beat

I can always go home and look down my street

Throw her body off the top bunk

With such an ugly picture in it and

Get wit' memotherfucker don't sleep

Endless sporadic on the beat,