This is a song about "Omega realm"

I've become immune to you no name haters

Now i'm diluted beyond the realm of computers,

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

Gods words all cursed like crackshai-tan's way of gettin us back

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

You ain't gettin' dough, don't even come around them

I enter your realm with pure focus

And panned out, i'm all in love

She got mad i leaned over, i'm nursing her

Good black is the omega i get swifter

Waiting for the reaper to enter our realm

Got the fridgedest temperature on my wrist again