This is a song about "Corpses"

The news is applauding them trodding over the rotten corpses

And all we lack is communication like service sucks

Keep coming up with funky ass stuff like every single day

Corpses try to grab at her, but she bats them all away,

I love corpses, abortion, distortion, bitches who pussy all contorted

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick

Flowing my body,and then my corpses,

But once the smoke clears, you right back where you was

Into fickle forces, we dine with hell and headless corpses.

Next month i want that plus, money long as your tour bus

Littered with the bitter corpses of fallen soldiers/

And you can underrate me, but i know what i'm worth

I was underground but wasn't trying to renew the lease

Your corpses in a crematorium storage, no worries

See my desire for the lust, fucked up what was love

In my underground kingdom filled wit darkness n corpses