This is a song about "The bones in our body"

Funny, right? ha-ha, this shit's jokes

-he is here, he's in my bones

So these bars not mine, nigga it's yours

Then leave her dead body in the woods

The body will slept through and our mind wont decay

Bag it-it inside that cool-cool but ima need you to filet

I’m in the club, tryna show ‘em how to stunt

Then drag the body in and hide it in the basement

Behemoth brontosaurus bones boil in tar baths

From the jungle, fam, where niggas bundle grams

Throw another body underneath our clutch like imus/

You can't act like no bitch that only got tyler perry famous

Bow our heads, say our grace, make it out the hood was amazing grace

Like the ripper body parts collected in a jar like leather face

I'm ready to put the rap game in a body bag lyrically

In the face of adversity, i prepared a verse to see