This is a song about "Earl of oxford"

Haha, i'm on the grind, niggas know the time

Instead of living this life of violent crime

Penncounting pennys over tha years

Out of this coviction of feelings

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

We raiders of the lost ark

Like damn mama the reason i work hard

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Fuck a label on my jacket, screw you like a ratchet

Jay electronica and earl sweatshirt still have got it,

Of that gangja from the shores of shanghai

How high? nigga, higher than the kites they fly

My criteria ain't even that serious

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Moment of clarity,

Took my heart away from money