This is a song about "Of"

"aw, no ma’am" i’m an old land mine

Ahead of his years, ahead of his time,

Fuck it, im leaving

Feeling, of appealing

Not likely like stay long please

Top of my pile of bodies

I just shake dice

Of the book of your life

Beaches of normandy.

Looking at your money

Because of my constant fear of being betrayed

She was a les 'til i went ahead and screwed her straight

I'd still be a nigga with no deal tryna get one

Got the eye of tiger, spit of cobra, form of a dragon

A little more of me through generation of a debate of hatred

The coupe i’m in is rented, i ain’t wit’ all that commitment shit