This is a song about "Rubbing on my body"

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

I'll willingly body them lyrically and carry on my winning spree

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

I'll willingly body them lyrically and carry on my winning spree

Who trill as me, roll two of tree

Just look at my good body

Demons in my dreams, i keep seeing my body wash up on a shore

Can't use the phonecause i'm sure someone is tappin indid it before

Orgy butt rubbing, it's not necessary... but it's something, my favorite button

Call that bitch rondoi'm fresher than the prom hoteach her, we don't fly coachshe fuckin' but she act dumb

I was born to do the damn thing

And my body starts numbing

Is heaven just another door? and my people say

This is only rubbing it in, so please take my life away

I put my body to bed

Finished mean done, and done mean dead