This is a song about "Ill fuck your dead corpse"

All on the furniture with no regards

Bitch ill fuck you up; call your body guards.

Fuck around with me you just get dead

Your bitch, she ugly, i kick her out the bed

Instead of countin sheep, niggas countin cannibalsand that's how it is in the pen

Cheese/ fuck the paypa , ill do my time , your money i dont need / so when

Bang your dead . so ill call jesus and tell him i killed you cause

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Make your bitches' therapist ask for dental records

Serve me 'cuz hip-hop degrades you, bitch i'll strip your corpse,

Making love to the streets, they be lusting for bread

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

And leave no remains fuck it ill even eat your brains

I got geechi on her, came back: a hundred chains