This is a song about "Dropping bodies"

6 popping 5 dropping

Let my angel sing

Dropping dimes and committing crimes

They say we living in troubled times

Half my peers, they're stretched for years

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

So demon bodies can decay

No one knows what to say

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Dropping bombs without the mortars faster than mexicans

So you finally got the nerve

And dropping down a thousand boulders,

Like the nigga on the block waving his glock but won't squeeze

Just the scissors and the razor blades and many of the bodies,

Dropping them bombs? yes i be

And you are you too, but bitch i'm three