This is a song about "Earl of oxford"

My slight fo's just talk dirty

Part of my heart beat, inside of me

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Know give me a head start

Real words...elegant: a piece of art

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Focus let me show you the light

Out of mind out of sight

I be gettin' money

Moment of clarity,

I know my calling's worth like phone card

Your yard, full of pieces of lard

Reaping the humans of leaps of good will

I like my glasses filled, as if it has to spill

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

You've unleashed the beast and i play you lil' niggas like lisa's shit