This is a song about "Ooh blah"

So i, just pull out the bazooka (blah)

Monday night wrestling, i’m so fucking raw

{*both*} but first lemme, lemme, lemme talk to her

Ooh ooh child, things are gonna get easier

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

The critics are calling me conscious

Don't 'nar confuse, i ain't a friend of you

Ooh i got a cabin by the lake baby boo

Hey, who dat, who dat? that nigga you been waiting for

Blah! they're dead and joined the same death bed as their daughter,

Ducking bill collectors like jehovah’s witness

I got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

Crucifix pieces, necklace with jesus

Cuz i got a crush, ooh ya i got a crush

How beautiful are thou, africa

Shoes, louis, prada, groupie blah blah