This is a song about "Zombies end of world dead gun prison the walking dead"

If you try to hang with me you should finally truly see

I'm the walking dead baby, i'm the only a-mc.

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Tell bush to push tha button cause i'm fed

Its the fucking walking dead, killing all em and i'm stocking head

Bet you thirty dollars you find her like cartman found kenny, dead

I've hit another dead end.

Plus 11-99 in his muthafuckin' chest

This that new, from the city, you ain’t heard yet

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

Like night of the living dead

My real estate sweet, yea ginger bread

I'm the walking dead, but i'm just a talking head, a zombie floating

If i ain't the dopest then joker's either lying or smoking

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

And i know you miss me tooshe sighed then she said