This is a song about "Raping a dead body"

Just thanking the holy fatherhe made a star and shita youngin still ain't die

Me anymore/ over her dead body will i ever get to live with my

So roll up the marley, my eyes all low up in this party

Force upon you images of a dismantled body,

Uhh, so why ain't i go to college

Throw your body in a ditch

A lot of women from conversation could fall in love

In your body sections so fast you'll be dead in milliseconds

Get carried away in a body bag

I used to want to be the messiah of rap

Sleep raping all my ladies

Way too big for my my fucking jeans

Fucking everybody raping against me

We got money to go get baby

Dumping your dead body in a national intersection.

Everything got a flaw, we desire perfection