This is a song about "Remains"

And leave no remains fuck it ill even eat your brains

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

I'm so over cryin, waitin and hopin playin the blame game

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same,

Because that booty mad thick behind your juicy ass lips

Where greatness isn't celebrated, remains without observations,

The marathon of this game always changes in pace

A slain dame displayed with only torso remains in place

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

They killed hip hop dead, but ill save the remains

It's lame remains will burn in ashes when it stays the same,

Po-po wanna pick his brain, ho's wanna give him brain

Monday through monday we be cashing checks

As our remains remain in constant dispense

After this eighth be high like out of middle school

And what remains from a emotionally scared fool