This is a song about "Oliver moore"

Crazed raised off hennesey, tell me will my enemies

Haven't it already bare in the common thief

Can't wait 'til a cop ain't actin' right

Bucket heads and goonies in common sight

Got in more trouble as i got up that age

He fights for a common ground to raise minimum wage

And she looking for them trees, baby we got some

Light this shit up like christmas trees on michael jackson,

Thats my surroundings in compton, have common sense

I find it common people misuse suspense

To make karma come faster than she normally will

Keep those tables unstable/label common unable/

Shades dark as fuck so all i see is black

Mike mike jackson nigga yeah i'm bad

Of fault and sins cause we lack common sense

Yeah months in every night she's in tears