This is a song about "State 51"

Of course they all hate

We move to every state

Let em marinate, you forever late

I'll keep her wrapped up tight like that guy in red state

She self made, i'm self made

I'm right in the mind state

As i, fall deeper into a manic state

Do it with no effort, now lets effin' celebrate

Nah it's getting worse, your cursed in this crazed state

But i do quite well with all the bait

Area 51 dropped some shit be aware

You ain't gotta stare, go cop a pair

They're in a state of shock/

Fuck you cop, you can nibble my cock

A whole new creation of hidden lies up in the area 51 station

So i can write about my life of sina couple bottles of gin