This is a song about "Omega realm"

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

Shit, that birkin bag make the old dude mad

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Only her and i knownow i'm sitten' in tha state pen

Y’all are like snitches, you can’t see the pen

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Don't call it a comeback, i been here for years

Now i'm diluted beyond the realm of computers,

Stack up your funds like a million bucks

I enter your realm with pure focus

The nerve of this prick, he said fuck it you can have her

Good black is the omega i get swifter