This is a song about "Oak brook"

Dude wise up don't end a crook nude lies she's a good brook

Stealin' phones to call home but the line is off the hook

I know you get lonely when i ain’t home, on the road

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

You forgotten oak, you're blocked from hope or caught emotions

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

When i'm on it, on it like my job