This is a song about "Ol"

Waiting for willows. spirits kept below,kickin'' in hell hole. i can't bear it n i must rescue ol'.

It'll be a classic bro, u'll die in the clash but no impact will be had on ur plastic soul

You ain't gotta follow the same ol' ritual

Aren't you somethin', an original

Leaving you the same ol’ digit.

If it's right tonight, i might bite that

But it never rain in california unless the pistols out

The ol' mc's used to be thugs and niggas, who knew what life was all about//

The clinical attempts at schizophrenia's critical

Psycho as ol’ mike jackson without nyquil, michael,

We're gonna have a good ol' time.

Guess that means you can never be mine

Big ol bitch cant take the bad news

Kill the jungle let the cats loose

The vacancy that sat in my heart

Of the big ol' cock, fuck her in the park