This is a song about "Jamie and oscar"

Make martin luther tell god i'm the future for heaven's talent

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

My life deserves an oscar, this is just a teaser

And all that deep shit i was previously down for

Punchlines and wordplay and rhyming and my metaphors,

Bandana p, blow thirds, the 4 take you on all fours

Where the black girls get their weaves back

And like to boast and brag

This is delight no surprise, tonight’s not any different

Misogyny and homophobia, guns and crimes and,

Girl your body lookin’ like a fuckin’ pot of gold

Coldest clothes, bankrolls and hoes, and o's and o's, alone and cold,

And kill yourself and your clique

Redan road, that’s my street