This is a song about "Animated brood constituent culminate downright drone goad hanker indulge literate"

Drone strike on this site call me the government

Forreal, i got a pole in the basement

I'm taking women to heaven and then i take em home

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

Until she figured out that she don't really like to bang cock

Twist them up, and indulge in the marijuana smog

To money and fame, i changed my nameand played a different game

No just move away/ bunch animated characters that dont entertain

And still we've got that deficit, he drone strikes, then severs ties,

My issue isn't televised and you ain't gotta tell the wise

'till that music is imprinted on 'em, programmed like a drone,

Once considered a rogue, i was chilling alone