This is a song about "Your body"

And be you, that's when it sounds beautiful

It equal your body but not looking peaceful

Either way i'm burying your body in a ditch.

Went thru my phone saw a text, and then she wrote her a message

Folarin be ballin for all yall to see

Head rush, a feel like your leaving your body

Watch your body turn indian red,

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

And wrangle your body till your blood filled the barrel.

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

I’m tryna vibe with ya so won't you throw me your phone number

They say your body can die under the right temperature

Your words engraved on my body

We ain't hear to hurt nobody

So godly the way i volley your body,

And my hadukid is watch how i do them, see