This is a song about "Sold bodies"

Bodies remain on roadside, broadside!

Living my life like i'm living right

Top of my pile of bodies

That'll do anything that i please

But it ain't hard to tell,his soul is already sold

Righteously living, i know all my verses be cold

What you tripping on?see, i'm the spoiled chick

Bulldoze/ and watch their bodies turn plastic

Slayin bodies in sweet reticence

It's moe, all i need is more chips

I need to start gettin these songs recorded and sold

Seven years old in my heart, so i'm stayin' gold

I'm from a cocaine block, with some plain clothes cops

Hang here cuz people's previously sold rocks?