This is a song about "Herd"

My momma a og which makes me a don dada

If you ain't herd bout me yeah hola it's nice to meet ya

But i just divert and exert this seemingly inert absurd word you herd

After i dig her up and then eat her out with a bit of mustard

Took you forever to get dressed, i acknowledge your effort

I ride alone, through each sick word, so fuck you and your suckin dick herd

Misunderstood, respected, so i give it all my effort

Me and my herd will be the greatest crew that you will have ever heard

It's like i'm an alien who alienates by the herd, so as far as being heard.

How many pistols smoking coming from a broken familyi'm sick of being tired