This is a song about "Hollywood undead"

Nowadays it's undead on tour,

We can leave before midnight for sure

She gon' shake that little ass while they rain with that cash

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

Since nautica was popular than popular for good

I aint never been there, but i stay acting hollywood

Come get some, you little bum

Fuck hollywood fuck fame and fortune

To mcs that don't rhyme good

From hollywood to the hood

Maybe i lack the fortitude to try to court you

I'm like the glue to my crew, the undead few

All i heard was a few pouts, i think they were the hollywood bash

You fucking dead bitch chips, i'm on my fifth bag with your bitch ass