This is a song about "Earl of oxford"

Of being of always getting wired

They need work, the freaks here makes their knees work

I flash smiles at the mean looks

I'ma part of yours i'ma tale of yours

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Africa and europe, it's a small world we truly neighbors

Return of the king of flow

I'll teach you how to take it slow

Shit i represent is killin' niggas and shit

Jay electronica and earl sweatshirt still have got it,

Thought of, cuz it's sort of...an addiction,

Forever in debt to the lord for he's given

I do the right thing

Feeling, of appealing

E-t-i-h, w's, double d's on her knees

Top of my pile of bodies