This is a song about "Rotten corpse"

Cause youse a down ass bitch, and i ain't mad at cha

Corpse straight to hell where the devils wants ya

I'm definitely in a class of my own

Of rotten mold inside your noggins cottage home

Every problem you ever had with another man i gotta face

Because my lyrics are draggin' your lyrical corpse across the place

Cause every girl i deal and fuck, it's always against her will

Surviving the struggle, as i'm maintaining in the rotten jungle//

Rotten bodies piled up, goners or followers men

Cause i ain't really lift weights, i didn't need them

Spit at your corpse while i'm at it

Another love song about shit

And i'm the same, on e'erything i love, or everything i love

Its unfortunate i had to metamorphosis your corpse to ashes,