This is a song about "Catching a body"

Look it something they can't ever see

And feel a shockwave through body,

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

Cuz bitches can manipulate in several different ways

The therapist nicknamed me kid cudi, i killed my fifth buddy

Anymore i'm hardly a body, hardly anybody,

I'm trunks with a ninja sword, cutting through frieza's body

Paralyzed to the feeling, all the hate i see

My heart exists as a miracle organ pumping death throughout my body,

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Either way it's either a body or a couple of bruises

The say they're heartless, but i feel them when they show me love

And that's why they called you bitch

Throw your body in a ditch

Cops running, thinking its a bloody missing body

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