This is a song about "Our martian manhunter"

We teach our future our past

You’re on neon lights in my bank

Work everyday for the praises, our work our haven

If i ever hand you some weed, it's free, you don't owe me none

Guess our trends dose and our melodies closure

Other dudes be huggin and nourishin her

And you can check my stats cuz worldwide they attesting to that

I see our lives faded, as we search for our david/

Yea and this is something to think about

And our strains as our veins begin to pop out

You can disown him or stone him

I don't want war i'm a martian

Bitch i'm muthafucken martian.

And non-nigga friends got it with him