This is a song about "Ugly bodies"

We just slapped the ugly rat.

Pump, fake, jumpshot, ball hit the back

Load em up quick, it's time for us to spray

So demon bodies can decay

Burying battered bruised burnt burkaed bodies

I'm everything that they call nice

Bodies break down and still smoking cigarettes,

Odd future leaving even niggas in past tense

Yeah, that ain't you love, you can't fool love

No bodies perfect everyday i feel worthless

I'll start an invasion with ugly caucasians

The white boy sees this as a clearance, now its

Part two and it only gets more ugly,

I'm sitting on this couch, wrist bloody