This is a song about "Naked bodies"

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

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

Wake up six hours later naked on the table

Feel like the only rapper that look at you with no trouble

Naked body baking and tasting

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And please never disrespect my set

Hide bodies in a wood shed

On the slow jam of love

I'm stark naked and faceless

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,

And everybody's having sex

I ain’t gotta lie, they know i’m the truth

Potent phlegm gold tutted, bodies go loose