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

Im end up dead and in a hearse,

Now you got a masters

You keep continuing your gonna end up dead,

I work hard for everything i get

But wouldn't be the topic of my few friends talking

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

Killin the competition, leaving it dead

So im like fuck it, im out get on your head

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

When i'm digging in her pussy, i'm never using a rubber

You by the cooler yea you niggas don't get no tick

Or of the innocent dead we predicted

A delusional world that was brought back from the dead

Your stupid ass, corny lines trying to fill my head