This is a song about "Body"

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

Shoes that i stole off your dead body

And i don’t know why you sucker niggas can’t see

Never tame to any part of the body/

Fuck boys you should be fearful

Your body perfect official

I got the right to be cocky

Light skinned hell of a body

Your dream movie? i'm the clearest copy

And feel a shockwave through body,

Sorry, that’s just part of my hobby

Never tame to any part of the body/

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,

Sometimes you go stores and buy everything that you see

Then i come back to my mom's body

And i got a little big, keep it low key