This is a song about "Flatbush zombies"

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

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

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

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

His flow on renegade, fucking awesome

Featherweight, zombies rose dead awake, they resonate 'em,

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

Cooking in a laboratory, hoping i can tell a story

We still visualize places, that we can roll in peace

Shoot up call of duty yea im playin zombies

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see

I kill zombies easy physical fatality, ya dont wanna battle me.

Than me and my niggas gonna smoke turn ourselfs into zombies

Pushing keys like them niggas that were banging on the keys

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

That bastard was buzzing like woody so we get it for free