Corpses on my bag

And the Bentley run 'em over

Coming out the grave

And my body has an odor

Know now we’re not getting any younger

Moneybags I could probably end world hunger

It's hot outside ripping off my white tee

Rock true but she’s faithless

Sip brains til I’m brainless

They fake like a face lift

If you wanna see me then just turn on the TV

X2

Rock it out Chuck Berry

Die young like Darby

Live life like Kirby

Skinny be curvy

Just another zombie

Just a new autopsy

Let’s set the record straight

And communicatе

Let me evaluatе

Cut me operate

Allow me to elaborate

Things are complicated