This is a song about "Forget my body"

The good kid from the ugly city

Which my body doesn't want to be

My god come before this bread

I put my body to bed

My body she startin to feel

Hopin' when this bread get here

My bitch likes to cut the dope and bag it for a fee

Forget your dictionary - my diction's very heavy

I'm throwing them rocks back, with the fury of bullets

And when i die, i won’t forget i had my wings

Relationships should never rewind

Holding sway over my body and mind

But it don't matter i'm a cool shot

Kiss my body from the tip top

I’m a rare one, camo’s and some rare ones

Flowing my body,and then my corpses,