This is a song about "Zombies deaths"

Me and my niggas swarm on you like the killer bees

These aliens are among us..among you...like zombies

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

To speak from the soul and just leave it with them

I done seen a nigga rise, watch you niggas dick ride

My hands are tied so i guess your deaths justified.

Leaving deaths unanswered.

It's such a lonely world

I create more deaths than nicotine

My chick riding shotgun, billie jean

We won't do shit for it, lay back on our asses with child deaths imminent/

And as for us, we was different though. things have gotten difficult

I'm trying to take you where nobody going to pay you, kid

Blunt draggin fanatic the deaths are systematic

Than me and my niggas gonna smoke turn ourselfs into zombies

And lastly for everybody who doubted i can't live without you, please