This is a song about "Come"

Get off a key like i can’t sing

48. and come back seeking,

I hear em scream when the devil come

I can do it all and it ain't no problem

And it rules everything around them

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

Two times for the chicks with the right bag

For thinkin you would come back

Make way 'cause here i come....

Magic city tipping them

Bad days come and go, sad days come and go

Black 3 cement, sag jean sitting - low

Mama made her pretty

So come to me, then come for me

That's what i've come to realize

Hop in and let me test drive