This is a song about "Evil bodies"

As i light one for ill will

Once so peaceful now so evil

Stuck in my high, afraid of heights, i'm trapped

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

I respect that you don't know yet

Hide bodies in a wood shed

Money is the root of evil.

Lady at the frank stand will

No bodies perfect everyday i feel worthless

Together all the timethought it was true love

All you wanna do is get that stick

Bulldoze/ and watch their bodies turn plastic

But for now just roll it up and just become one with the breeze

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

I'm killing rappers and throwing their bodies aside/

These mistakes are a fact of life, get it right