This is a song about "Caught a body about a week ago"

Oops, i'm so sorry

Light skinned hell of a body

I'm looking like a zombie, haven't slept in a whole week

Pack a bad bitch then i pass it to my nigga meek

A while ago we started therapy

To my gunfulfillin' my destiny

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow

Alright, this one time, it felt like a long time ago,

The descendant of reptilian overlords from a trillion years ago

You know your son a asshole, but i hope you got those stacks though

Not a week goes by without a fight

Murder for murder, the beef recycled is light

Will i, succeed, paranoid from the weed

Nigga tryna sell give him a week

And if any body asks im away for the week

But hey yo look, money from across the street