This is a song about "Zero"

Like a volcano but cold as sub-zero

And you cute, shorty; let's get low

Whack rhymes, weak beats, no fans, zero likes, most of all,

A lion in form, matt leinart when firing the ball

And i can see our world is dying, money and power's changing us

Zero tolerance, hero's faltered with bad decisions filtering their conscience ness

Commence to poppin' motherfuckers copy it fatalefficiently i delete then flee

Is going to pay / on that day ill react with zero thoughts on my brain/ bloody

Bad bitches never loved them though

Even though hes a zero

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

Another ratchet got dumped, in the trashcan i ain't done

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

Got me engraved in this sofa, zero production is what i make.

It's a zero,no time to be a hero

Psycho, maestro, orchestrate the life with the right flow