This is a song about "Oak cliff"

And bitches say bitch like bitch is not offensive

He's hanging by his fingers at the edge of a cliff

That's flyer than a wrestler, you don't want to mess with

The herald my world, satan will i hurl over a cliff

Cuz she came back with the kid and yoi been payin ever since

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

And a finger in the middle that i leave em with

Somberly, i stand safely on the edge of a steep cliff

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

I fucking hate this job

If i can make one wish, it would be to jump off a cliff

Constantly talkin shit 'bout the next relative

An ancient myth... born upon a shaky cliff

Tryna make a difference where i'm from, where you live

Never did i pedal coke but tony lewis said i'm dope

Throw u over a cliff let u choke in mid-air from a rope/