This is a song about "Onyx"

Onyx and tha dogg pound, always poppin' metal,

Odd future is children that's fucked up in they mental

Needed coke, needed dope, yea, i gave her a fix

Here is how i write my songs, start with 'cid, coke, and onyx,

And if you disagree, suck a couple pimple-covered dicks

Leavin' murder scenes, fingers sticky like i shot onyx,

Stop the melodic gossip that i'm as black as onyx.

Ya weed quiet, you broke, y’all eaten lean pockets