This is a song about "Aliens and butterfiles"

My styles universal aliens feel it

The real muscle in the message of that

Big stacks, no lego bricks

Oh my god, theres aliens

And inhospitable,

A criminal grind mean hustle

Wolf gang, triple six crew

Aliens should abduct you.

And shorty, you straight, bet you look way better without no drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And remember what i said and

She can only live for the moment

Riddles and jokes and scary crows

This is love, nothing else close

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

As she goes through the levels