This is a song about "Punching aliens"

You shouldn't have used my face for punching bag you fucking fag,

Make sure it's mean so them fiends keep on coming back

The way i'm punching in these crazy phrases

Maybe i'm on lust well you deserve love

I used to fiend for your sister, but never went up in her

I invented ether puffin with aliens smokin reefer!

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree

Keep on punching, and do better than anyone can do

'n' they don’t make me laugh or even cook like you

Ancient aliens first time seeing a flying saucer i'm not a human monster

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

I'm always rockin', never stoppin', devastatin' rappin' lady

Slaying when campaigning punching babies as if i was cam brady/

All the fucking hyenas probably call us aliens

Up all night with college hoes, edibles and bong hits