This is a song about "Killing zombiez at da arcade"

I know you see me looking girl go on and act right

Big homie died now im killing niggas at sight

This nigga, look at this fuckin' nigga lips, dog

Matter fact im good at killing with anything, talk

If i went ops then evil wins this war neither killing more blood sheds a flow at

Nigga, don't be nervous nigga, say somethin'; trust me guys, he can rap

But his deferred, and blurred and changed in shapeit's fate, it wasn't my choice to make

My whole is about to reshape, feel like im playin games at the local arcade.

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

A fucking psychedelic arcade

No david lettermans acting a fool

Eating all da fudge like da fat kid in school

Worldwide, but i got fourth ways, one hat carry like four blades

I'm trying to modern drake, that means killing niggas at the gates

To the point that he just breaks, snaps, and it's all it takes

At the local arcade, puttin my dick in the ace of spades