This is a song about "Aliens and zombies"

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

Ancient aliens first time seeing a flying saucer i'm not a human monster

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Featherweight, zombies rose dead awake, they resonate 'em,

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Nickel plated chromegot this baby capone lookin like a giant

Oh my god, theres aliens

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Got to the end of the tunnel

And inhospitable,

Blood and cuts, ifs and buts

Good kids make bad grown ups

Pour gasoline on your grave ignite the dead kill zombies in a succor/

You just need to know i’m comin’, i’ll kill you niggas this summer