This is a song about "O saam osanam"

Fucking him like my gf emmy eya-eya o

I'm just saying, i ain't bitching though

But he is so semi and skinny eya-eya o

I'm ripping the shows, hitting the dough

My dick hates sweaters so she jack it slow

Like a fool he pulled his money eya-eya o

Benny is about to reach the twenty eya-eya o

Money got me pulling strings, i got that geppetto dough

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

Surrounded by the irony of living in the city

How simple they are

Mother, o my mother!

My mates calling me gifted

O wait...your moms already did/

Never tell em bend over i just make em’ take a bow

Your phone's cocked, but i've blocked your calls to triple o