This is a song about "Aliens that cam to visit us"

So i parked in a tow-away zone

Trying to show us nothing that can be shown

But i pray these everlasting groupies don't fuck up this love

And you don't have the clearance to visit where spitters spit vicious

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

That needs blood to suck on...like aliens

Girl its been a minute/ i think its time for me to visit

To keep me happy there's no limit to the things you did

And im sure that you know, that one of us has to go...

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

Where every recipient, property of the state

It would go against all that created us not to aid

Those that cheat us try to beat us we got hookers with heaters

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Apologizing for my actions, sometimes i get bored

I'ma send him on a fully paid visit to the lord