This is a song about "I am a zombie"

Well, i have a gram cupcake mix

Cause its a zombie apocalypse.

I am proclaiming a change see

I swear they think i'm crazy

And bad bitches give me head and tell

Momma said i am a hell

And i can't breath when i'm high cause the airs too thin

But i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

Threw the sack to his lil' niggas workin the set

Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead

Thought she hot i swear, probably rougher than hell

Come back as a zombie don't mind the smell

And yall niggas the right flow

I am a fucking wacko

Looking like a half dead zombie clown.

If north is up and south is down