This is a song about "Apocalypse"

They said to prepare for zombie apocalypse,

I put you over my money, all of my nice kicks

And i hear em feeling my florida swagger

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

But i'm from jers' and we don't play that shitfrom the clare down to north bricks, all my niggas flipping chips

I ain't for that work, trying to see my daughter walk

So dope i've got the apocalypse on my laptop

Cause its a zombie apocalypse.

Jumped off the porch when i was like six

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

It's fucking immaculate, the way your daughter smacking dicks

From the palms of jeffrey dahmer, baby mamas said the kicks

An art to perfect before we all perish in the apocalypse

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet