This is a song about "Cowboys and aliens"

Knees dug deep into the pavement

Grab the scissors and saws and

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

That's why i get cut like i don't fuck with the coach knees

And nasty remains and bones

I got alotta phones

No less profit, themed when we drop shit

My styles universal aliens feel it

But guarantee all of my women got designer drawers

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

And kill yourself and your clique

Niggas is unifying as we speak

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Ripley's believe it or not would tell you that i'm different

Golf wang kill them all nigga, triple six

That needs blood to suck on...like aliens