This is a song about "Cells in the body"

Then leave her dead body in the woods

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Dig down a hole throw the rest of your body in it

Holla at ya boy young roy’s in the kill shit

Im the main suspect to the body outlined in chalk

I'm a fucking walking paradox, no i'm not

You will wake up in the er with your body covered in stitches

Niggas run around with them chickens just leave with the fishes

I can do that to a nigga and make a pool on her

As your body parts i'm piling in the room, walks in your mother

You receive #visible scars ya body divided and sliced up in the back of a seat

She's bound to be bitchin if she hasn't got a fix inso... now i lay me down to sleep

Go and ask fenty, hating ass nigga, sweeter than a simply

I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically

Them other niggas smoke, they ain't this high

Than your body decays and soul goes up in the sky