This is a song about "The bodies response to acute exercise"

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

My heart too dark, i’m so gone, delete my phone

Hitting breaches-bodies stack to top of heavens reaches-

Now momma told me be careful who you love

Cause you're not my wife, bitch you're a stand for this night

//those forced to sell their bodies and hustle to provide

I keep my friends close, enemies closer, fuck both, i dont trust no one

Acute, how you try to refute, obtuse fludes like juice dudes sip through in hous-ton/

I popped him in his knees and shot him, punk.. please..cause cops should mind they business, when we rush

The motherfucking cherry on top, my response to the way you hurt the one's i love/

That reminds me of the bodies from them poplar trees,

Pay homage to a god, bitch fall on your knees

Dumping dead bodies on the school playground i don't give a shit

I can say ghettoest ‘cause i come from where metal spit