This is a song about "Area"

So both of our imaginations are creations of the fucking situation

A whole new creation of hidden lies up in the area 51 station

New to the area, see me on arrival

Forever i ain't run yet and i never will

Weird shit in my head like the 51 area

White and black bitch like she's a mothafucking zebra

Of the baby not bein' digested by a fuckin' hungry punk

Undercover cops eyeing my area for payment.

For the next one to call me up talking that shit

Braggin about my area 51 laminate

Invade their area, dead bodies everywhere, i'll carry ya/

But instead i got a sister, just like me with her mister nada

I love the area and all that it do for me

And i don’t know why you fuck niggas can’t see

Nowhere, let's let that sucker stay out there

Area 51 dropped some shit be aware