This is a song about "Alien clone"

I feel something change in the weather, and i’m home, home, home

Getting through to the parallel universe where i see my clone

But my vision has inclined to some interscope, and its home

But i am known to be blown, like a clone or a drone made of stone

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

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

In the clouds looking down, i ain't even in a rush

Me and satan vacatin to ancient alien places

Focus let me show you the light

Hip hop clone likes in my lane, not toned right

An alien to the public but stop fussing

Truthfully don't do much, but with you trying do something

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

Fuck her friendthen i pass her to the big homiegot a sign on my dick