This is a song about "Systemic apocalypse"

The incoming apocalypse,

Now, nigga, it’s the prince

Nostradamus couldn't predict this lyrical apocalypse.

Oooo your booty so thick behind them juicy ass lips

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

Big red creature with a six pack of the apocalypse

Nigga don't give a fuck, that's that wolf gang swagger

It's the apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Long as i can feel my heart tap like happy feet

Wake up in a zombie apocalypse, aw, how sweet/

So dope i've got the apocalypse on my laptop

You need a team, a team of psychiatrists working around the clock

I got something you've been waiting for

Apocalypse now cue the final chapter

Ya boy, i never quit, this is just the fuckin beginnin of my apocalypse of lyrics

And everybody grieves, but still nobody seesrecollect your thoughts don't get caught up in the mix