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

Seeing them exercise as they try to be fit in health

But don’t worry about it girl, just be yourself

That's why i traded r. kelly my sister for a new hit

Front on the drug market, bodies get rolled up in a carpet

We ain't having ittime to tear this shit back, ghetto children kick back

Because every where i go bodies suddenly stack, to the sky so black,

You gotta keep your sense of humoryou gotta be able to smile through all this bullshit

This response was just the appetizer, made up off fertillizer, yeah my rap is shit.

As our dead bodies hit the cold oh brim stone

Proud of it all defensive fuck i'm rocking alone

On that hard white, i’ll tell you what them scars like

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

Metaphors in every color, these indelible bars

Ask your neighbor down the street and i guarantee the same response