This is a song about "Federalists 51"

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Area 51 illuminati creating everything while spacing

Of my dick, head, melon off and let it rip

Braggin about my area 51 laminate

Weird shit in my head like the 51 area

I try to tell them i'm one of the

51. don't over dramatize the whole scene cunt!

Revolvers, automatics, guns stay silent

Area 51 dropped some shit be aware

You sitting at the bar wearing barbaro's hair

A whole new creation of hidden lies up in the area 51 station

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation