This is a song about "Oak ridge"

Vimy ridge. uhh ohh. the germ's got 30 to 45,000 men. oh that's cute.

Pockets morbidly obese, i'll be tourin for loot

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Need a clear mind cause i been blind, got me goin' down that road

I fucking hate this job

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

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

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

I'm a be so rocky than the fuking blue ridge.

The ape is a beast, tranquilize that bitch