This is a song about "Alien"

Do i condone it or is this some kind of small talk

An alien on my own rock, who woulda thought

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Alien dna in my veins and delivery.

Something wicked this way comemore than an adversary i'm very quick

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Come downstairs with nothing but a shoe string

An alien to the public but stop fussing

Bout' those alien girls you met down the pit, talking bout' living in your pants, wow.

I lead on record's dedicaton for makin' better music is now

My mentality is alien and alpha centauri,

A single mother with a problem child, daddy free

So alien ima be, cause i ain't controlled by salary

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