This is a song about "Butterflies and aliens"

And my tongue stay flicking, over clits and fucking lips and

My only purpose in life to kill myself up on accident

I'm gettin help for this addiction, now golf ain't important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Living young and wild and free

Why these broads hear my late call, start rushin' over runnin' lights

I'm writing, otherwise i'd be somewhere higher than butterflies

I ain't tricking but they see you as a pot of gold

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

White fences and all the material things, couple of nice cars big television screens,

I'm an entity unseen like aliens unknown being causing you dark dreams

Self-awarding, negligence of the less important

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

These aliens are among us..among you...like zombies

Niggas fightin 'cross the whole planet, so it could never be peace