This is a song about "Come"

Throw your money in the air

He'd rather come his hair.

My bitches is perfect, i tell 'em boxing for your ass

Bitch come on and come at me with your weak as

Hello everyone, here i come

Come get some, you little bum

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

Put them out randomly hopin' that i get some

I also come with shut eyes

What we gotta do to survive

Bad days come and go, sad days come and go

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

It's slight blemishes and life system

So at the end don't come

And whatever may come

Shit, we don't believe none of them