This is a song about "Dirt on body"

Y'all always on that bs and ps i'm takin all things

Shittin' on everybody, body niggas with adjectives

I don't wear nice things on my body, it doesn't work well

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,

Never saved relied on a body bag for retrieval

I smoke sweets in the suite, like shit is legal

You cant stand up im on top of ya body

Away the tragedy, so i stay sucker free

Your body's saying things i ain't never heard

Be a soldier, march on, leave those fuckers in the dirt,

While niggas flirti'm sewing tigers on my shirt

Got that nina on my side, i'll lay you out inna dirt

Somebody tell satan that i want my fuckin' swag back

Another snack to hack, i'll put it on the body stack,