This is a song about "Zombie"

J big as a muffler, we puff that meineke weed

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

I’m a blood motherfucker, nothing new to tell

Come back as a zombie don't mind the smell

She was so stuck, a fool in love with the wrong thing

But i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

She just laughs as her life starts flashing back

"god, he's whack," they stare at me like a zombie pack,

They said to prepare for zombie apocalypse,

Maxi pad, leave the beat brown like rihanna lips

Me i'm like a young simba i can't wait to be the king

4. i'm the walking dead your a zombie crawling,

Rise up like a zombie and eat these fuckers for lunch

You so f-full of your-s-self that you just sit and judge

My nigga made it, we just young, living the dream

Zombie status, bloody scenes like round eighteen