This is a song about "Punching aliens"

These aliens are among us..among you...like zombies

Is it the money or my marriage or media peace

Punching above your weight you absolute reprobate

No days off is time gone, trying to get my paper straight

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

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

It gives us peace then all in the town is quiet

My styles universal aliens feel it

That needs blood to suck on...like aliens

Bout some, but never put out the stout guns

My styles universal aliens feel it

Love lockdown like i am some sort of faggot

You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack

I scream up toward the skies, punching the ground for you to come back as i sat

Gotta give her da good i'm liking da wood and now it's over lady

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