This is a song about "Dead bodies"

So i tried to show her about the world and about just who we really are

Serial killer, stuffing bodies in a bacterial pillar

Bodies remain on roadside, broadside!

Niggas talk murder, but they ain't gon ride

Yeah, fancy cars, big bodies and fresh kicks

I'm with your girlfriend eating chips

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Hoping that hip-hop can surface and go-go again

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

I'm everything that they call nice

Invade their area, dead bodies everywhere, i'll carry ya/

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

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

Bitches check on my stats, women get too attached

Hating on my team until they see we won't lose

Potent phlegm gold tutted, bodies go loose