This is a song about "Far o raid"

Killa i roller cheese blazed, high as fuck and feelin' great

He's up front in a stomping parade but astrayed from the raid,

To a land far far away

Struggling first class, headed for the runway

O save me please just bravely

Six-fifty, three hundred my shirt free

I get a rush like i'm tweekin off blow

Doctor told him to eat jelly eya-eya o

A fly by air raid wit a bombardment of brilliance

Don't make me shoot up this place with light sabers and guns

Go go go go fuck your assy hole eya-eya o

But i'm right back cause the fans couldn't wait though

Tmott pa palace flow, hugo boss new balance flow

So he got an ache in his belly eya-eya o

You got ben's arranged money, have a benz or range money

O, the o is for the oppression that's been done to me.