This is a song about "Catching bodies"

Every human bodies frying, from my illuminati science

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Some say skillz is the reason why these nigas catching feelings.

And i'm a legend in the flesh that dress to impress

If i got life left i'm not catching my breath

Right back on my feet, i swear i'd never leave

I wonder where i put those bodies

With my semen and oppressed by my give a fuck less

If i got life left i'm not catching my breath

Catching all these fishhhhh with a rod

We dig the plot and never bury pot

Who's saying there hasn't been bodies i racked?

All she thinking bout is how to take his last