This is a song about "Butterflies and aliens"

Got all these niggas approaching their mixtapes different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Lady at the frank stand will

And inhospitable,

Like wu-tang, look how i do the thing

And i'm dizzy and spinning

Get high, grab a chainsaw, kill some fuckin aliens

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

All the fucking hyenas probably call us aliens

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

And for the time being lets me in love with the moment

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

Of impactful things one can ask for

And don't ever (and don't ever)

Shorty throw it back and a nigga might love that

My styles universal aliens feel it