This is a song about "Oak ridge"

I don't care who exist, the exorcist moving bricks

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

I don't rap flipping coke, i just try to give em hope

Boston george the title, other rappers flowers im poison oak

Influencing your decisions i can't even get a minute

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

Big and fat, as my big fat oak

Motherfucker i ain't never broke

And these artists don't need me they already rich

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