This is a song about "Love zombie"

"god, he's whack," they stare at me like a zombie pack,

Realest nigga told you that, chloe love me more than rap

"god, he's whack," they stare at me like a zombie pack,

They can't see me, i'm like the team that brought brett back

Zombie circus, i hope the majors heard this including you, miss. turn around

Yo i freestyle and fuck you niggas ya’ll be wilding and i’m out

Cause its a zombie apocalypse.

She'll do anything for me, nothing but hits

I'm wolf, ace gon' put that fucking hole in my head

Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

Man fuck it i got a dream worth more than my sleep

Come back as a zombie don't mind the smell

She got a fat ass, she prolly know me well

The form of a zombie 'n' but with too much coffee, folly hobby, too floppy.

That's gon' make it hard to smile in the futurebut through whatever you see