This is a song about "Omega realm"

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Got it lock like styles sheek kiss and them

Usually it's the prophets, ask a cat what really matters

Now i'm diluted beyond the realm of computers,

So as soon as i hear y'al on some real pro black

My realm is shillack, my wooden floor's got a crack

I enter your realm with pure focus

Say a grown man can separate lust from love

I came through with diseased semen on my pen

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Good black is the omega i get swifter

But compliment her tits and then its off to hump her