This is a song about "Being an alien"

An alien to the public but stop fussing

I was fiending for the meals; i ain't talking burger king

Bout' those alien girls you met down the pit, talking bout' living in your pants, wow.

Protect your essenceborn with less, but you still preciousjust smile for me now

And even though we seperated, you said that you'd wait

You aren’t up to date being an mcee for a bitch is too late,

They push me to do my dreams of being an mc

There's a million names for your kind of chronic

So alien ima be, cause i ain't controlled by salary

They hating, patrolling and trying to catch me riding dirty

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Alien dna in my veins and delivery.

Did you have fun?cause i'mma need a cab just to get me homemaybe you could call in sick

Dabbled in alien atmospheric, burying you in this searin lyric

I just got one request, stop breathing

I believed in a higher being.