This is a song about "Zombies deaths"

It's a man's worldbut real women make tha shit go around

The best part is the horror house, with zombies on the ground,

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

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

Pour gasoline on your grave ignite the dead kill zombies in a succor/

I could give a fuck as long as there’s something that’s behind of her

And a nose full of chowder, he's choppin' up all the doubters see

Teens turn to annoyed zombies and feast on the boys in abercrombie

When they here today what you say to them

Got enough blades for when the zombies come

Thinking about who the fuck your nigga gone serve

Sent to their deaths by the vicious power brokers/

Didn't expect this shit or believed in zombies invading.. my territory

Family is all i need but indeed them too can run me right up a tree