This is a song about "State 51"

And now i walk around without a care

Area 51 dropped some shit be aware

I got that good stroke, come be my mona lisa

Weird shit in my head like the 51 area

I'm spittin hungry like ain't shit up on my dinner plate

It ain't havoc or damage, it's magic in an artistic state

Rarely there's a true father in this united state

Your bitch only like you cause she thinks you getting paid

My mental state is declining

I got bars u lil niggas sell ring

Area 51 illuminati creating everything while spacing

For all the pedicures i've given to their camel toes they bring

Insperation bunny hopping over state lines

This the revenge of the dicks, that's nine cocks that cock nines

We tigers with the same mind state

Till i'm well-paid, bail's paid