This is a song about "Joom o ionm"

Rested in peace wearing his uniform eya-eya o

So i, i stack paper and keep it ghetto

Then the gun shot, but i wasn't hit

While o stands for omelet

He cried like a baby eya-eya o

She probably had a reason though

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

And i shall commence that i'm the truth, joe

Growing up i had your posters o

When people wore pajamas and lived life slow

It sucks that i didn't get the chance to say hello

But look, she went and dialled triple o

O so maybe it's for quite levels

Let's have a toast for this new love

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

Wanted to jump the gun but ain't know it was loaded though