This is a song about "Fan zone"

Paparazzi, magazines: please leave me alone

Don't let me into my zone (i’m definitely in my zone)

And don't you bring your camera phone

And i still banging in that ghetto zone

Pass me that bong, inhale, astronaut flow, space jam

Smoke alot i think i needa cilling fan.

Money long from here to japan

Don't see that shit bout you, you got one fan

Dont let me into my zone

So i ended up all alone

She like, girl you wrong running away from home

You are now watching the throne, don't let me into my zone

Zone 1 to zone 4 to zone 6 is on me

We got money to go get baby

Both: this the perfect plan

Turn off my electric fan