This is a song about "Jacking of"

Just seen another brother buried plus i knew him for years

Illusion of days of elysium fields full of gladiators

Out of this coviction of feelings

I.e. i get sick, white tee, i be kicks

Of the book of your life

You make a nigga sing songs nice

Out of mind out of sight

These hoes ain't acting right

Organized crime, i kill your boss

Cuz i spend my days jacking off

Of which im not exactly proud of,

Rub the wood and ima show em love