This is a song about "Professor zombie"

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

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

What the fuck, who the fuck's this gay nigga in fake gucci

Zombie ill fucking bite tuechie,bum rush his ass like a groupie,

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen

Where i'm from, if you ever seen what i seen

Go back to your dresser, i'll examine you, i'm a lyrical professor,

While we gon' forget you quicker than hilary did with trevor

You have this letter

Cause im a swag professor

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

They said to prepare for zombie apocalypse,

Mislead, zombie effect, redirect to the clinic to be checked,

You told me life would never, ever, ever get this perfect

The red album, lil red shortie, you can't touch her

I'm the greatest prophesying professor, nutter