This is a song about "Zero"

Be it spoken sugarcoated or zero coca coke, you're still just livin', dreaded fodder

Jealousy inside, make'em wish i diedoh my lord, tell me what i'm livin' for

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Got zero look at me i am the hero.

Born two eleven father gone two a zero and an eleven

Get your revenue popping before you ever do talk on them

Giving the middle to neighbors, zero redemption,

Meka scary, turn his white ass to a jim carrey twin

Inattentive antennae-heads giving zero attempt

Then it bunny hopped off my shoulder, now my conscience dead

Cause it's getting sub-zero in this bitch

Man but this ain't no sign language

I don't care who does it because now he has zero relevance

Cause it'll never be the same hereso i wipe away the tears

Ima always keep the level, of fucks given at zero

Most determined, but with the smallest of funds to show