This is a song about "Flatbush zombies"

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

So i still be on that yard with a philly of that marley

Shoot up call of duty yea im playin zombies

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

I ski on your niggas, now the zombies awaken

We sometimes acknowledge the beat as from

But that’s just life, where i’m from

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

Yeah, napoleanpicture me sipping on 1-5-1drunk then a motherfucker

Pour gasoline on your grave ignite the dead kill zombies in a succor/

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please

To me they all just zombies, wondering around notin but hobbies

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

She ain't ever trippin when a nigga ain't around

And that's reallife that i was aimed to belove by my family tree

Didn't expect this shit or believed in zombies invading.. my territory