This is a song about "Hostel"

Pulling out my pistol in hotel lobbies

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

Fuck a deserted lot we throw parties at the hotel

It doesn’t matter whether i’m locked up in a prison cell,

All u do is study geology, what i spit was a sign of terminal velocity,

And rhyme like carlcee. i tell about my service like its my own fuckin policy.