This is a song about "I m just a talking head a zombie floating but i have your mom deep throating"

I say i put it so deep now she a cone head

I was like a talking head but i had a twisted neck,

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

And i have to say that music keeps me here, by far, the main thing

Punch through your head get a mind i've what i just said

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Because i thought my mom would love me more/ nothing but a

How you niggas pimpin if you spendin on vagina

Fuck it its mmg, ima cross of def poetry and potent tree

Now im in the zone like i bitten by a zombie

I remember tripping, walking through the set like my glock don’t think

I bang your mom so hard you can call me a terrorist

Floating like a locust when i wrote this golden little memo

You see the furs and pendants, austin sigoto, drop though

You kidding meit's really nothing to me and my king

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