This is a song about "Om en mide"

Om on that seiniro never see you rappers later,

Had to teach the bitch manners, now i gotta learn her

No such thing as sympathy, more money my remedy

I'm not really what i #seem in #vision #who's #the #en-ti-ty

My raps so high the touch en the ceiling

Questioning the whole meaning

Not mine, i'm with wale, i'm just a tourist on the set

Children en-captured in the fact there's one thing he can't get

Some day i hope in-flu-en-ces are also fans...

When i die tell them to turn my coffin to stretch benz

Look at all these in-flu-en-ces like in-flu-en-za i'm sick

I'm recordin' that shit on the fuckin' little mic

They not pulling in no green like smoking whent that rello broke

En#forcing #borders #swarming #corners like #engaging in #coke