This is a song about "Zombie consumerism"

Why e.d.iprovide shit, fo tha needyand take from tha greedykadafi, is not sloppy

The form of a zombie 'n' but with too much coffee, folly hobby, too floppy.

Y’all millhouse, blew y’all head

Fed to his pet zombie, ted!

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

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

Yo so ugly, that a zombie looked attractive

And wonder how we ever came to this

Dick left her dead like a zombie

Wanna see you work your body

Passionate in that sack, passionate with this rap

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

This shit make a nigga wanna get some bread or bust a head

Like a zombie with a pedigree, the thoroughbred dead