This is a song about "Horror game"

I just know what you mean

Makes it seem like a horror scene

The game plan, the game plan

They talk say cool jew na the man

Smoking loud, blowing down when the law ain't around

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

Cause your shine is somethin' like a mirror

Knife shines like pennywises white light horror

But c-can't look up in that mirror

Its always full of horror

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

Everyone wanna own that corner spot, strike horror to those who not

Thick legs, big ole jugs legs stick like rims on the truck

I won't ignore the horror that i know, but,

Let the crowd choose who can fucking last longer

A league of monsters like i done released the horror