This is a song about "Loving aliens"

I distributed the dick with infinite loving

Not concerned with most rappers me i'm a king

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

The all loving immaculate master of all,

That needs blood to suck on...like aliens

Ya ain't killers ya’ll got hundred yard dash guns

Freestyle turn you to a homie. call me strange but not loving

When i peep in the public, bet i'm leaving with something

Oh my god, theres aliens

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

We sat together, talking bout love, straight loving in that love seat

Listen to your friend get another man for a minute then repeat

My shit, i know u loving

In my drawsring, ring, ring