This is a song about "A zombie"

Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

Mislead, zombie effect, redirect to the clinic to be checked,

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

Rise up like a zombie and eat these fuckers for lunch

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

And my vision isn't set on the money i get

Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead

Fed to his pet zombie, ted!

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

Miami heat has nothing on me / lebron's shot's like a zombie

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

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,

Blank and expressionless, heart beating zombie

Cause i'm batman with the pump, johnny johnny